To have your cake and eat it...

I am slowly but surely learning what it means to eat in moderation- instead of scoffing of course.
Big family birthday dos are not a good time to find out how fattening malva pudding is, especially after you have made it!
Or apple crumble for that matter- even though logically you know how much butter goes into that crust.
But the key to weight watchers, apparently, is that you can have cake, as long as it's in moderation....
Doesn't mean you aren't going to feel guilty as sin though!
Standing at the cake table, sideplate in hand, contemplating which cake would be healthy, I watched the boys in our family scoff all sorts of lovely treats, and wondered how on earth they get away with it.
It was then that I heard a yell from outside and followed the sound right into the midlle of a hooligans soccer match....
And there in lies the secret.
The boys in our family are all slightly hyper hyperactive.
They are burning off fat faster than it gets a chance to settlr on their body!
And thus, I was inspired to try my hand at running after the ball- even if I never caught it.
I would like to think that I worked off all the cake, but logically, I know there isn't a chance in hell.
Ah well, I can surely dream, can't I?