Friday, May 21, 2010
So, did I pass on the mocha and pastry?
One thing I remember very clearly from when my cousin was going through her weight loss journey was how she would grab something to eat before she went somewhere. Even if she was going there for dinner. She was driver out of her way to grab a cheeseburger and some fries, or a sandwich or a cookie, and wouldn't eat it until she got where she was going. I kept that behavior in my mental notes, and in the last couple of months, have really noticed it about myself. I would stop and grab something to eat and/or drink before I went to work, before I went home, if I was going to the store, I always got something to eat on the way home... It was like a calming treat to look forward to.
Except then I would always wonder why I just ate that, or why suddenly my stomach was revolting. The red bull I drank today went straight to my head, only without leaving me with wings.
Today is going to be a long day. I can tell.