I have an amendment to make. They say there are only 2 absolutes in life... death and taxes. I say there are 3. Death.,taxes and the lunchroom diet buster.

    I came bouncing in to work this week, loaded down with my bag of healthy eats. I had my salad  mix, frozen fish and chicken, fruit and protein shakes all ready for the fridge. But my heart skipped a beat when I encountered THIS on the lunch table.

     That's right folks. A couple dozen heavenly sweet cupcakes and some hot pizza! For a brief second, I felt a rush of weakness. I imagined how easy it would be to down a couple slices and then wrap up the party with a cupcake or 2 (ridiculous , I know!) But instead, I put my food from home away, went and sat at my desk and drank a bottle of water.  I never said a word  while I watched people gleefully enjoying that tasty lunchroom spread.

   Somehow, my willpower won this round of the bout. But how many rounds can I last until I become tired and weak? What if someone were to bring in something so strong and powerful, I just couldn't resist? Will I buckle under extreme pressure? I have no clue. What I do know is that so many of you can probably relate.

   The workplace lunchroom is notorious for existing as a dieter's worst enemy. The early morning donuts, the afternoon lunch trays filled with deli meat. Why oh why must it always appear?

    All I can say, is that I really was proud that I never caved in this time around. I'm learning that it's just not worth it. I'm not working out and eating healthy just to blow it on 10 minutes of pizza pleasure (:

    I have to go now, the smell of fresh popcorn is making it's way into the newsroom. Clearly, there is no escape.

Have a great week!

Jessica