Figting food temptations thrown at me.
Saturday, February 16, 2013
Last night while I was on the treadmill my mother came into the room to ask me if I wanted fast food for dinner. Like.. really? I looked down and saw how close I was to my 5k goal and promptly told her no thanks. She said she understood it would be counteractive to my efforts but it annoyed me she even asked. Then tonight my father brought home pizza at 9pm, after we've already had dinner. I've really wanted pizza this week but behaved. If I had known he was going to stop and get it I would've made sure I had the calories for a slice. But I don't now, and it is there on the counter all hot and smelling wonderful. And I seriously have my father saying "Come eat a slice! Want a piece of my fried chicken??" I know he is being generous and he just doesn't get why I can't... uuuugh. I'm being tested right now and I cannot give in.