Whenever I feel like I’ve eaten “BAD” food I tend to just say…well F**K IT, I screwed up, might as well GIVE UP.
But I have to try REALLY hard to break that cycle.
Today has been a world-wind day…I bought my ticket home to WI and I’m leaving TOMORROW. Yikes, that is crazy.
Because of time issues (and because Kimm started her prednisone today and is having a racing heart) we decided to skip the gym AND get pizza and mac and cheese bites for dinner.
It tasted SO good. And yet I felt SO GUILTY and mad at myself after eating because I GOT OFF TRACK.
Snap out of it Kaye…it was ONE MEAL. ONE MEAL IS NOT GOING TO CHANGE EVERYTHING.
I DID resist the Reese’s Peanut Butter Cups in the office this ENTIRE week.
I have gone to the gym every day since joining before today.
I did walk up the stairs last night even though my knees hurt.
I just have to KEEP ON KEEPING ON.
This is the time it will work.
I KNOW IT.
I FEEL IT.
Here’s to starting over, with the next meal.