The Universe Helped
Sunday, August 30, 2009
This evening I joined my friends and countrymen at the Kennedy Center for a performance entitled Classics and Steel, which essentially was a combination of classical music, opera and West Indian (soca and reggae) music performed by 3 vocalists, a pianist and a steel orchestra. It was awesome. After the event my friends and I were invited to the Embassy for a reception. Instantly I went into calculation mode. I needed to know how many calories, carbs, fats, protein and sodium I had left. I had only eaten 2 meals for the day, but they were quite hefty to accommodate what was supposed to be a light and late dinner. But I wanted to go; it was indeed an honor, so I navigated DC Saturday night traffic, missed my turn off twice and began looking for a parking spot. None was available. I circled the block a couple times before asking myself whether this might be the universe coming to my aid. After all, what would I expect to find as fare at the Embassy? I can envision the delicious and expansive feast that would be prepared, which would be reflected on my hips and enhance my scale for days to come. The thought scared me, especially since I remember looking at myself in the mirror as I dressed for the event. I was able to wear one of my favorite outfits that was recently quite snug, and imagined what another 9 pounds of weight loss would have meant to me. I couldn't afford any weight gain, so I set my GPS for home and headed away from harm's way. When I arrived home, I toasted an English muffin, measured out a quarter cup of almonds, and grabbed a Greek yogurt. Quite an eclectic mix that was a far cry from the sumptuous food that would have been served at the Embassy. But you know what? I'm at home; I'm blogging; and for tonight I'm safe from the diet busters.