Sunday, February 03, 2013
So today, as many Americans do come Super Bowl Sunday, I ate too much. I always do. It's like a second Thanksgiving, really. I didn't kid myself this morning and pretend that I was going to only eat celery and carrot sticks while my brother-in-law's delicious hot wings stared me in the face.
Still, the momentary old feeling came up again, that familiar feeling of self-loathing. What is different today, for me, is that I am not letting that voice take control. I refuse to berate myself, or throw in the towel. It's one day. (One meal, actually.) Tomorrow is another day. I have the tools with which to take care of myself and get back on the healthy road. I have Sparkpeople now!
It's too bad, though, that tomorrow's my weigh-in day!