for two days in a row, i have done it.
i have succeeded.
last night, after my yummy yum Healthy Choice Meatloaf meal, i sat on the couch and watch sweet hubbs eat beef tips and rice. the smell. the meat. the carbs. i moseyed into the kitchen and weakness fell over me. i had 2 bites of meat and a spoonful of rice. this took my remaining 3 points for the day.
it was so good. i fixed a bowl and went to the living room, plopped down on the couch.
& it was then, out of the corner of my eye, i was being stared at. & it was then i heard the voice of reason, "what are you doing? what are you thinking? how are you going to ruin a perfect day?"
i began to cry. i slammed the bowl down on the table.
as ridiculous as this sounds, it was so hard to not eat that bowl of food!
i didn't want to say no! and i was mad. i wanted it.
but he took it. put it up. and after i realized how silly i was, i was so grateful that he loves me that much to
understand what i am going through and help me in my weak moments.
and i am happy to say that i did end the day, a perfect day.
Weigh-in day, today:
-6
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