So, apparently it is one week later. I ate badly all week. S-I-G-H. I feel awful, and not just the guilt. I physically feel awful. Apparently I am like my mother in yet another way: We have two switches, ON and OFF, ALL or NOTHING. It's not like I spent the last week allowing myself to have one Diet Coke a day. Nope, I spent the last week apparently trying to decide if the human body could accommodate several gallons of it a day. Short of spending time on a therapist's couch, I don't think I can pinpoint why that is.
But yet, I am committed to starting over yet again, even with a wedding and Memorial Day looming quickly ahead. I mean, I made it through Easter without cheating! Where is that girl?
You know what else is looming ahead? Beach vacation in July. Another huge S-I-G-H.
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