My reward: Chinese food. I haven’t been to China kitchen for 5 weeks. I wanted nothing more than to go. So I said to myself, “self, when you hit a 10 you can go.” So I hovered at 231 and change for almost a week. But I didn’t give in. finally 230. But now that I was allowed to go, I didn’t want it so bad. I also decided I should wait until the weekend when I could work it off a little seeing as how I work till 4 pm and on weekdays I work till 8 pm.
Saturday has arrived! All day I kept thinking about Chinese. I couldn’t find anyone to go with me so went alone. There were the smells when I walked in. The soy and vinegars hit the nose and Pavlov’s experiment kicks in. I ate. And I ate and I ate. I ate slow and deliberate. I tasted everything. And you know what? It wasn’t that good! It was alright but it wasn’t worth the 3 pounds that I will gain from it. Hence my punishment.
In the last 5 weeks I have been craving the orient so much that I have been exploring my own creations and I think my stir-fries are better. And we know they are healthier too.
So in 5 or 6 weeks I should be at another 10 and I should be ready for another reward. Maybe I will buy a Chinese cookbook instead of buying a dinner buffet.
Off to walk……