So two 'bad' days in a row, sort of. I did things great the first parts of the days, and then dinner ... not so much. I will give myself some slack here, it's a rough week, and I know the pressure that is driving me to eat will be lighter on Sunday. At least I am being more good than bad in my decisions, and probably at worst breaking even. It's too bad food works so well as a drug; if it didn't there wouldn't be so many fatties out here, now would there?
Had my green smoothie on the way to work, have home made soup to heat up for lunch and eat while I am walking over my break, and a big nectarine to eat on the way home. That will be the good part of my day. And afterwards...I like to pretend that I will be in control, and have a good evening. I like to pretend that I will go home, clean the kitchen, and make a wonderful, healthy, crunchy salad. I can do this. I can.
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