Sunday, July 13, 2014
So this past week was our county fair (right across the street from my office). Yes, I frequented the fair each year, almost every day, for lunch. This year I didn't walk across the street once. I so wanted a funnel cake, I would have gladly shared it with my husband. But I resisted. Was it resisting? Someone asked me how I could 'deprive' myself of the once a year tradition. I guess I'm to the point where I don't think of it as deprivation. I thought of my gutt and how it would be none to happy to receive that greasy funnel cake for just a seconds worth of satisfaction to my lips, tongue and taste buds. Yes, it's taken many years for me to learn that it's just not worth it. AND then I thought of how many hours I would have to work out in order to counteract the calories. Oh My!