Monday, October 28, 2013
So I probably should be writing a cheery, happy blog, but I am not in a happy place right now. So I weigh in with WW every Sunday and this past Sunday, I lost 9.2 pounds. On Sunday I was elated. On Sunday I was over the moon and pumped. Today...today I am grumpy.
I wanted to eat out in a restaurant so bad tonight. I could literally taste it in my mouth. I even did this weird thing that I tend to do and drive in circles...trying to fight off the craving for a juicy, greasy burger.
One would argue that you must live life in moderation. And I will. Just not now. I know me, if I fall off in the early stages, I will be setback a good month. First I have to jump start and detox myself, then I can be trusted to eat a burger with no fries.
To make matters worse, my BF, whom I love to death, order Chinese take out for his dinner. But I did it, I made it home and I made an omelet...Okay scrambled eggs with spinach and mushrooms.
and had that for dinner. However, as the fried food smell wafted through the air...I became so cranky.
But you know what, I made the choices to put me in the position and it is up to me to get myself out of this position. One choice at a time.
In case you are wondering, I decided to have one square of chocolate. It was a nice small indulgence. Then I banged out my issues to my anonymous friends. Now I am relaxed and content again.