One Week Down-Update Time

Day Seven has come and gone for the most part and I feel pretty good about the first week of the Flan Challenge. I have done a much better job in regulating my eating habits.

One thing I have realized is how easily swayed I am by the simple smell or faint whisper from a sugary and sweet old friend. This weekend saw Orem City celebrate the long-awaited Summerfest and with Summerfest came one of my compadres from my past...the Churro.

I couldn't resist the Churro booth as I made my way up and down the Summerfest aisles, I gave in and enjoyed the cinnamon and sugar dipped piece of dough. Despite my Summerfest breakdown, I was still feeling okay about Saturday because I was able to keep myself pre-occupied with a round of golf with L.C. and then a jog on the new shoes to the gym.

Enter Sunday. Not a lot to do on a Sunday afternoon, except eat. I had my SlimFast in the morning and was feeling pretty good until we headed to Annie's parents house where I enjoyed a few too many marshmallows and a couple pieces of Hershey's chocolate. After making my way through the sugary wilderness that is Annie's parents house, I ran into a much larger problem.

The junk food gauntlet that doubles as my parent's house. I entered the house with my guard up and my senses heightened. I was determined to withstand the fiery darts from the pantry. Annie had made some delicious cupcakes for our Primary class and needless to say, I downed a few of those at my parents house. However, these cupcakes were of the miniature variety so I did not feel that I had really had a let down. Then, my sister made the most wonderful biscuits that are covered in a sugary frosting and blueberries and I couldn't resist. After giving into those, I determined that I was done for the day. The rest went a little something like this.

Pantry: Hey Kyle, what's up man? not much here, just chillin.

Kyle: Listen pantry, you're cool and all but I really don't think we are right for each other.

Pantry: Yeah, I heard about your "challenge" and how you are swearing off what I have to offer you.

Kyle: Well, yeah, I'm trying to drop some pounds and get in better shape.

Pantry: Yeah, I know how that goes man. Listen though, I just got a brand new bag of Skittles and I am telling you right now, there is something different about this bag. You have got to give it a whirl.

Kyle: hmmmm... I better not man.

Pantry: Seriously, I respect your decision. But I don't want you to miss out on this particular bag.

Kyle: That is a good point, I guess it wouldn't hurt.

Needless to say, I gave in and ventured into the pantry, found the bag of Skittles, slowly tore it open and proceeded to down a quick forty. My personal promise to each of you is that I will avoid the evil pantry next week, I will overcome the firm grasp it has had on me. Wish me luck.

WEEKLY UPDATE- June 15, 2008

WEIGHT: 229 (Lost two pounds, despite the Sat and Sunday breakdown)

Food Eaten: Some crap, mingled with much better food. The jury is still out on vegtables, but they will get another chance this week.

Excercises Done: Lots of running and some swimming. Took the new shoes out for a jog from my apartment to Golds Gym, in hopes of working out at the gym and then jogging home. Underestimated the distance and heat, needed a ride home from Annie.