Blame it on my job.

My body is a temple where junk food goes to worship.

~ Author unknown

So another Saturday has rolled around and that means another weigh in at WW. I knew days ago that this was not going to be a good week. You may be wondering what this has to do with my job, let me explain. For those of you who don't already know, I am the operations director of an occupational medicine clinic. Occupational medicine focuses on providing health care for businesses. We provide healthcare for over 2000 companies at my clinic alone. That includes mom and pop companies as well as the big ones. Pepsi, Coca-Cola, Otis Spunkmeyer, Kellogg's, Keebler, Husman's, Snyder's, Wal-Mart, Sam's, Target, etc...I think you get the picture.

I used to be a labor and delivery nurse and I am forced to admit that there are fleeting moments when I miss that role. My friend Maureen posted a picture on Facebook of her holding a newborn baby that she had helped deliver. It was sent to her by one of her patients and I felt a small pang of jealousy that I was no longer part of that world. NO ONE sends me or my staff pictures of us doing their drug screens! However, we are the lucky recipients of a constant stream of muffins, cookies, cereal, and other snacks from the companies we serve. This week we saw the guys from Husman's...Husman's Potato Chip Co. One of the guys brought in a huge box full of the super sized, 20% free, bags of flavored chips. By Friday there was one lonely bag left out of the box of 10! I am addicted, especially to the bbq ones, Sweet and Sassy BBQ are my new favorite. These are the perils of my job. :)

Back to the weigh in. I gained 2.4 pounds. (I told you I'd be honest) but there were lots of reasons besides the potato chips...one other huge factor being the bowls of miniature Reese Cups my boss sits in front of us at our area meetings once a month. I'm convinced she is a food pusher, and she does have us captive for five straight hours, what can I do? My performance evaluation is coming up. I can't risk upsetting her by not eating each and every last one of them! So I blame it on my job...it's a tough gig, but somebody's got to do it.