
etc. I started cranking my little blender in desperation, making MF smoothies and passing them around for the group to taste-test; everyone agreed they were delicious. But I soon lost my resolve and ended up sitting on the floor (not a possibility 6 months ago) in front of the makeshift buffet with a pound (?) of shrimp on my plate. Oops number 1. The next morning I rounded up all the Medifood I thought I would need for the day. When I got inside the arena (Pepsi Center), I realized I had taken the wrong bag - Oops #2. I didn't have my bar - I did have three packs of shake, but no shaker jar. I only had one water bottle (to be continually refilled at the fountain because water was $3.50 a bottle). I tried to make a shake but couldn't get the powder inside without dumping half on the floor. I finally gave up and ate the box lunch that was provided, chips & all. Then I had dinner at a wonderful little restaurant on the way home. I am not going to repeat what went into this body, too depressing. We made it home at 2:00 AM, then onto church at 7:00 AM for an early music rehearsal and last minute preparations for the afternoon. Our family (4 sons & wives, & 9 grandkids) did the offertory in honor of George's 80th. And then the party. I did great until everyone left and cleanup began. We had hired the pastry chef from a local country club to make desserts. Suffice it to say I tried one of each of about 8 incredible morsels. I think that is the first sugar to touch these diabetic lips in 6 months.
I have felt incredibly strong since starting Medifast; I think I just wasn't prepared for all the weariness and emotion last week brought. What is incredible about this whole long (sorry, guys) story is that my thinking has profoundly changed over the past months. Even though I got caught up in a bad, bad foodie weekend, I couldn't wait to return to Medifast. I did enjoy all the food I ate, but not as much as I enjoy losing weight

Monday brought such a peace and contentment knowing I was back on plan. Never, ever been a diet like this one for me! A slip-up would have sent me into diet oblivion in my past life. If possible, I feel even more resolve and strength today than when I first began my journey at the end of March. Without a doubt, I will make goal.
Thanks for your listening eyes this morning. I've heard confession is good for the soul. I've almost felt guilty that I haven't had to deal with more temptation then I've been able to bear to date - I now feel part of that very victorious group who have fallen off the wagon, climbed back on and lived to shake another day!