Well, I survived the Three Kings dinner with my family with minimal damage.
Despite the insane temptations, I managed to eat only half of a chicken tamale, about half of a serving of torta espanola (an egg/potato/onion quiche thing), and just the topping of my piece of Rosca de Reyes, the Mexican version of fruit cake.
Despite wanting to go home and veg out, I kept my workout commitment with my girlfriend and we killed it at the gym:
Boy, I wanted to quit after the first 30 minutes on the elliptical, but we hopped from machine to machine to keep ourselves from getting bored and it worked! Almost 100 minutes of pure cardio, plus a fun conversation!
I came home hungry, but only let myself have my pre-scheduled mini cheat (two pieces of chocolate, no wine) and a half slice of cheese. I wanted to scarf some leftovers, but it’s almost 11pm and I know I don’t need it.
Day two is in the bag!
Bon appetit, my friends!