Yesterday seemed to drag on forever. When I got home from work, I napped and woke up STARVING. I didn't feel like cooking, so I went out to get fast food. Now I know what I can order off of practically any fast food menu to stay within my points. Did I do that last night? No frickin way. Not only did I choose an unhealthy sandwich. I chose TWO unhealthy sandwiches. It was awful. Remember when I said my will power muscles were weak? There's your example.
I wanted to beat myself up over these poor choices, but that wouldn't do any good. Negativity never helps any situation. What I am proud of is the fact that I made those bad choices, but didn't then decide to raid the cabinets for everything (100 calorie packs are the only thing I have in my cabinets right now, but I could eat 12 of them easily when I get into attack mode). That old I-already-ruined-my-diet-for-today-so-I-can-keep-eating-whatever-I-want. Now I know what you're thinking. "This chick is great. She can control her urges." Well, my friends, this was just out of sheer luck I think. I didn't tell myself not to eat anything else. I didn't tell myself to stay planted on the couch and have some self control. I don't know how I managed to exert my desire to be skinny over my desire to eat chocolate.
Sometimes I feel like there's a shovel attached to my face instead of a mouth. Who knows what I'm talking about? Does anyone have any strategies to beat crazy bulldozer eating?
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