09/02/2026
Eating out doesn’t have to mean overeating. 😊
I got home from work tired last night, and neither Tony nor I felt like dealing with dinner, so we went out to eat.
We ordered this taco platter and shared it. We each had 1½ tacos. Tony ate most of the rice (I stole a few bites 😊), and I had about half of the refried beans.
And see that empty little plate in the background? That was for the chips.
I didn’t have any.
Not because chips are “bad,” but because I know myself. They’re one of those foods that are hard for me to stop eating once I start. Rather than spend dinner trying to control how many I ate, I simply chose not to start.
I had water with lemon, enjoyed every bite of my meal, and left feeling satisfied.
And there were a couple of bonuses: sharing the meal saved us money, and after a long day at work, there were no dishes waiting for me at home! 😊
Recovery doesn’t mean we can’t go out to eat or enjoy delicious food. Sometimes it simply means knowing what works for us, making those choices ahead of time, and then enjoying the meal.
All in all, it was a delightful dinner. ❤️