Tuesday, May 07, 2013
I generally don't blame any one thing (besides myself) for my weight....but if I had to choose one particular food that is my Achilles Heel it would undoubtedly be Chinese food. I love it! I don't care that the meat is of questionable sources, I don't care that it comes with an extra helping of MSG. Whatever magical processes they use turns it into deliciousness with a fortune cookie! I have literally been to Chinese restaurants all over the world (except for China, that would just be weird!) So, tonight when my little girl "graduated" from gymnastics I let her choose what takeout we would get. I suggested Jimmy Johns but No, she wanted Chinese from the mall. Yikes! How would I control myself when I haven't had one tiny, succulent bite of Heaven since February???
We came home and I heated up a grilled chicken breast and sautéed carrots and broccoli from last night. I sat at the table and ate my food, while my family devoured my fav food. I enjoyed my dinner and didn't feel resentment or anger about it! So proud of myself!! Then came that moment.....dundundun! My 5 year old was full and her half empty plate sat there taunting me. I swear to you all, that sweet & sour chicken was doing everything in it's power to entice me. For a few minutes I sat there, staring at those edible bites mocking me while an internal battle raged on. Ya'll know what I'm talking about!!! Fat Me wants to quickly shove that food in my mouth before the new "nothing tastes as good as skinny feels" me can Access the damage those few cold bites would do to me! Well, my friends, I am happy to say the score today is:
Chinese Food: 0
I know that the war is still on but I shall meet my old foe one battle at a time!