The calorie count that doesn't count

I'm on a counting calories diet... booooooooring...

I'm supposed to eat between 1200 and 1350 calories per day with a goal to burn almost half of it at the gym. And, just so my diet sister knows, here's this semester's weekly train of exercise:

• Spinning 3 days,
• Boot camp 1 day,
• Zumba and ballet classes 1 day each (yes, ballet - I know now how to releve, plie, grand plie and susu like a Black Swan. It's just that mine don't look like Natalie Portman's but Bjork's ...),
• Racquetball and volleyball practices (with an almost-broken-wrist and my fingers swollen and purple after every volleyball practice/game. Ha! but according to my trainer - aka nemesis - my racquetball technique is getting better and better!),
• Swimming 3 miles in 80 min once a week 3.5 miles in one hour twice a week.

... and that is, actually not that bad.

Here's the bad thing: OKTOBERFEST.

According to the app, the number of calories on an Apple Strudle is 290 and 425 on a Cheese Strudel, add those two and I'm more than halfway my daily calorie intake.

The problem is... I love strudel. Specially the one they sell during Oktoberfest here in Zinzinnati.

The ugly part of the problem is the fact that I used to share my strudels. Do I have to eat them all by myself now? Who's going to munch on them during the night? How am I supposed to wake up the next day and find each slice almost gone? It's not pretty...

What if I buy a mini slice of each flavor and mourn eat it and don't think.

It doesn't matter how many calories are there, or how will I burn them.
I just can't see myself doing it.
It doesn't feel right.
Karma's a bitch