Sunday, September 27, 2009
Yesterday was going great! My meals were on point. I chose to make it a rest day but still went for a walk with my boys and made the point to vigorously clean the house. After my walk I came back to take a shower and then prepare dinner. After the shower the phone rings, it's my husband telling me that he has tickets to the Moja Festival to see Laila Hathaway. I have about a mere hour to get ready which was no problem. The only problem is that I didn't plan for this. I had about 12 points left in the day which is pretty good. If we went to dinner I could still do decent and have points to spare for a 2pt glass of wine. What could go wrong. I made an alternate plan on the fly.
Well that's how I wish it went. By the time we got there I was starving and the only thing to eat was AF-all fried. Fish, Chicken and my krytonite-french fries. My sugar was getting low so I had to get some carbs in me. What was the only thing available- fries. I could have only had about ten but it didn't go down like that. I ate and ate and ate those french fries. It has been about a week since my last french fry. I was in a frenzy. I ate mine then proceeded to start on my husband's. He didn't want his. I DIDN'T FINISH THEM THOUGH. I felt like crap afterwards. That is one food I cannot eat. It is the end all be all to me and when I get them, it's like Lays potato chips- I can't eat just one!
So today I took it easy. No fries in sight so I was safe. I ate pretty good and did my JM 30 DS. I planned to go for a walk again but my little guy is riddled from insect bites from yesterday. His entire left leg is bumpy and his head looks so bad from the bites. He was so itchy I gave him two Aveeno oatmeal baths. Despite the discomfort he kept going to his bike, wanting that walk as bad as I did. I have to by some insect repellent since we both like the walks. Anyway, I didn't get the walk in but I was still busy around the house with laundry and cooking breakfast, lunch and dinner.
So last night I think I found out what I already knew: french fries are my crack, my addiction. As GI Joe would say "knowing is half the battle". I have taken the first step in the 12 step program, to admit I have a problem. So now I know. STAY THE HELL AWAY FROM THE FRENCH FRIES LAYDEEE!