This morning I messed up right off the bat. I didn't even realize I had done it at first. Thinking I was way under for breakfast and wanting to get certain nutrients in before exercise, I forced myself to finish my meal. Normally I stop if I'm full, and save some for a snack. Not this time.

I felt a little weird when I exercised. I just couldn't seem to put effort into it. It was as if my body was fighting me.

When I went back to my tracker I saw my mistake. I had eaten enough calories for 2 meals. No wonder my body was acting out of sorts. Things happen, and it was still early, so I had all day to make up for it. Knowing I'd still want and need my mid-morning mini-meal I decided to just go as light as I could, still making careful choices.

That required re-working my day's menu plan. The more I worked on it, the more I was fighting the urge to just call it a bad day and raid the icebox. Make it a horrible day? No. I couldn't do that. It was a minute-by-minute battle.

What saved me? A spark angel. Of course she had no idea what was going on. She came by my page with a message about how struggles make us stronger as long as we don't give in.

I decided to make an elaborate, high nutrition but low cal lunch. Stir fry. I got out some of every veg in the house and begain chopping, slicing and dicing. It took me an almost an hour. I spiced it up as hot as my tongue would allow, put a hefty serving on my favorite 9" plate and indulged. I still have half left for later!

The battle was won!