Stickin to the plan

Yesterday was my first day back to work in 2009 so thus ended the cycling fuel reserve season and kicked off the beginning of the winter training season. Since I’m trying to work off the fuel reserves now my diet has gone back to normal. Sad to say but I no longer roam the building at work looking for stray donuts without owners.

I started the day off with a bowl of granola for breakfast then ate a banana, apple, orange, and turkey (with jalapeños) sandwich throughout the rest of my work day. That’s right, no donuts, cookies or candy bars. I even managed to drink 88 oz of water during the day. Word of caution, if you drink this much water at the office you need to take a look at your meeting schedule before hand. For someone who put plans and schedules together for a living you would think I would figure this out but I guess not.

I was really feeling good about the start of the winter training season until after dinner when Jenny pulled out her world famous Cheese Cake from the refrigerator. This wasn’t your ordinary run of the mill cheese cake, this cheese cake was made from a recipe of my deceased Aunt Martha. My Aunt Martha puts Martha Stuart to shame when it comes to recipes. One bite of this Cheese Cake and you’ll be hooked for life. If I didn’t know better I would swear that this cheese cake has the same addictive properties as crack cocaine. It’s just that good.

Here’s the dilemma, do I eat a piece of the Cheese Cake and risk pushing the rest of the family aside as I single handedly eat the balance of the Cheese Cake or do I take a pass? Take a look at this, what would you do…….

I decided to test my will and asked for a small piece. Jenny was nice enough to even give me the coveted family threek (3 pronged fork) to eat it with. When I polished off my piece of yummy goodness I was ready to put the hurt on the rest of the Cheese Cake but I somehow resisted. Multiple kids asked for a second piece but Jenny told them no and put the rest in the fridge. I’m sure she was worried about Cheese Cake addiction.

After the kids went to bed I did some riding on the trainer so I’m thinking I broke even for the day. I’m really hoping the kids ate the rest of the Cheese Cake for breakfast because when I get home I’m going to do some damage to that Cheese Cake if it’s still there.