SNL. Saturday. Night. Loser.

Hello out there, I'm here!

Day 14 of 30. Just about half way there. 16 days till I'm in the 26-30 age box.

I survived another weekend, but this time I actually went out. Saturday night, I celebrated my good friend "Blair's" birthday at UVA, a restaurant with a full bar. I had water on the rocks.

I'm not going to lie, it was very awkward for me in the beginning. These friends, I've known since before high school and we've all grown up and moved on with our lives but we try to come together once in awhile and play catch up. So here I am playing catch up and with nothing new in my life....besides being the blogging freak who isn't drinking.

To make things more awkward, the bf was suppose to come but ended up leaving me for his "other half". I ended up sitting on the end of the table all by myself, with three empty seats staring at me. This is what happens when you're sober....you're exiled to the end of the table, and it was torture for me to stare at an empty champagne class so I told the waiter "No, thank you, for ruining my life"

It wasn't actually that bad because my good friend "Carrie" was sitting next to me and tried to include me in on "good" conversations that were happening at the other end of the table, where the drinking was happening. Poor "Carrie" had to listen to my sober ass all night, talking nonsense about why I'm ordering half the menu. I was compensating. I love food, a lot, especially when I'm not drinking.

During the dinner, I thought I was going to cave in and just have one glass of bubbles....what could be the harm? But then I thought, that would truly be a fat lush "Napan" thing to do and I had already come this far with my progress just to have one drink to feel comfortable around people I practically grew up with? Thats just nuts! Plus, I told myself that this night wasn't about me. It was about my friend and being there for her birthday. Birthdays are symbolic to me, because it's the one time a year to celebrate that persons life! Growing older and wiser with a friend is special, especially since we've been friends for so long.....And its the perfect time to have an excuse to eat cake! Hello fatso!

Anyways, I ended up being useful and was the designated driver. We barhopped to: Morimoto, Avia, Oneotri, and Bounty Hunter. I drank water all night long. No sodas, no juice. Just plain and simple water. I was home by midnight before I turned into a pumpkin.

The next morning I went to Bikram Yoga to sweat out allllll the water I drank from the night before.

I'm the Saturday Night loser, thats right, I will be losing my fat, and be the WINNER by my birthday.

WINNING.


*I'm leaving my friends anonymous, and using my favorite characters from my favorite TV shows and movies.