"Lucy! come have lunch with us"
Jules is my co-worker at the moment, and he's adorable. I can't say "No thanx", because he'll know I've skipped, and he'll wonder why do I prefer to sit alone than have lunch with friends.
So I go, and I order a pizza.
800 kcals of fat, ready to stick to my hips for the next 80 years or so.
And then, a miracle happens, and my pizza doesn't come. The boys get theirs, apparently there's been some mix-up with orders, and mine doesn't come. After half diet coke and 40 minutes, I have to go back to the office because I have to attend a meeting. I promise I'll grab something on the way back (of course I won't), and I leave, fasting and safe.
Thank-you, my angel
PS. am still over 130lbs, although slightly. BMI: 20.9
I feel I can reasonably drop 5lbs by Xmas, but facing Xmas break will be complicated.
