Eating with the enemy.

Like any good Disney fairy tale in the making, there's the heroine, her sidekicks, her loving family, and of course, her enemy. My enemy is pizza. I cannot say no to pizza.

I just had pizza tonight. It was simple -- pepperoni and cheese, a classic. I technically didn't order it. My mom did, because she was also feeding my 3 brothers and their friend, as well as my husband and I, so while I did not necessarily invite this pizza to my front door, I certainly didn't slap the phone out of her hand. And when the pizza arrived, I didn't say no to it either. I had two slices. Lame, Christina.

My mom has lost tons of weight by saying no to pizza. She's had much success on Jenny Craig, something like, oh, I don't know, 50 pounds or so. She also has the benefit of being able to pay the $20 a day for their food and services. $140 a week is a big chunk out of my paycheck, so I get to stay fat and have to lose weight my own way. I'm very proud of her and she looks wonderful (I always thought she was the most beautiful lady anyway) no matter what. But here I stand, Jenny Craig-less, and you know, fairy tale heroines have to have some conflict the masses can relate to. Keeps it marketable.

I am learning how to say no, though. I said no to lovely, deep fried, boardwalk fresh zeppoles the other day (for those not in the know, it's literally deep fried pizza dough covered in powdered sugar and 100% heavenly) in Point Pleasant, and settled with a soft serve ice cream instead. Okay, substituting one snack for another is not something worthy of an award, but it's a step in the right direction. If I start saying no to pepperoni pizza and yes to more salads, the steps I take towards the half marathon will be much easier to make.

I am breaking up with you, pizza. I am done. Like any messy break up, I'll look back, think about the good times, and consider cheating on my current love to go back to you, but I have to let go. I hope you understand, pizza. Don't worry, my husband will still devour you as often as he can. We'll keep in touch.