“You’re Missing the Good Stuff!”
I had to go play “Mrs. Project Manager” at a party given by my husband’s company last night. It was fun…if mildly ironic.
It was a pretty nice event, actually: open bar and hors d’oeuvres followed by a steak and lobster dinner. I had a glass of merlot and a couple of morsels from the cheese tray before dinner, then ate my spinach salad, lobster tail (lemon, no butter), broccolini and half of the small filet mignon. It was quite satisfying, so I waved off the dessert and asked for coffee.
I was completely matter-of-fact about it, but this heresy didn’t go unnoticed by some of my seatmates. I was even chided for it: “You’re missing the good stuff!”
What’s so “good” about eating until I feel bloated, sleepy and stupid? Ya got me…but just because the food was there wasn’t a reason to eat it, IMHO. I did my usual: focus on nutrient-dense foods, and eat just enough to satisfy my appetite. What I had was great and I enjoyed it: I missed exactly nothing.
The irony? I also gave out several business cards to people who want to get in touch with me…evidently they’re curious to know how I manage to stay in shape. 😀
