Lesson I leaned this weekend: politeness will make you fat.
Like, being the polite guest I am, I couldn't hurt my hostesses feelings after she pointed out that because she knew I was on a low-carb eating plan she made me a cheese cake - with no sugars added. Wow! Um.. Except it was sweetened with white chocolate, and of course had a digestive biscuit base. I didn't have the heart to tell her that it wasn't even close to being a low carb cheese cake (she also used low-fat quark and sour cream in it to make it "healthier" for me!) so... Sigh... I ate a slice. And I'm up 2.8 lbs this morning - and feel a little hung over, even though I had no alcohol.
I also discovered that my body does NOT like raw veg. At all. Digestive screech to a halt protest. So I think it is back to rib eye and steamed broccoli for me. And hopefully I can... Erm... GO again soon...
My body used to be so easy.