I found them in some concoction that was 90 calories and one gram of fat for two. I got those. I ate the whole freaking thing. The entire box of chicken with six or seven tortillas. After I was done, I tried out the new Special K snack bars I got. I was hooked. At only 90 calories and 1.5 grams of fat per bar, they might be perfect. However, I liked them so much, I had to have another. And then later on I had another one.

Some unofficial calculations in my head bring the estimated number of calories to just under 3,000 for the day. Was it cheating? Yes. But was it still under the amount of calories I usually burn in a day? Yes. So do you see how this works? If I cheat, then I have to do it within reason. If I had gotten another pizza Saturday, that would have been, what, 4,000 calories? I don't even know how many calories are in a large pizza. But I figure that I saved myself at least 1,500 calories by eating what I did. Still, I probably shouldn't lean too hard on that method of cheating. That could lead to more cheating and that would be bad.

Of course, there was a downside to fajita night. I think I'm constipated. Now, I've never been constipated before, so I don't know what it feels like, but, well, you know.

But it's all about being sensible. It makes no sense at all to shackle yourself up in a diet. As reader Liz said in a comment earlier, that's how you fail. If a man wants fajitas, he should have fajitas (though, they weren't that good). But you always have to be thinking, always have to be on your toes. You have to know your options and know that you don't have to make the worst choice possible just because you are giving yourself a break.

This is all just a further explanation of my theory about the difference between Cheating and Blowing the Whole Fucking Thing Up. So this is nothing new to me, except that maybe I am learning that I have to actually apply these theories to make them work.

And it did work, sort of. I'm down two pounds since Wednesday. So if you were wondering why I was so excited about losing 50 pounds when I actually lost 49, its time to shut up, because now it's 51.

And counting.