I'm standing on the tracks of an oncoming train.....
Monday, April 14, 2014
DH & I are on the last leg of our " brutal-weather escape" trip. After many weeks of home-cooked meals, exercising as much as dr. allowed, avoiding the fun touristy culinary spots, our brains/hearts seem to "know" that Paradise will soon be a distant memory. Soon we'll return to our "Sat. lunch out" routine.
The bad part is we have enough time remaining to do some really serious damage to all the good work done in the last 2 months! NOOOOOO!
The last piece of "fun" seems to be trying all the unique, outstanding dining opportunities --and they're NOT famous for their salads! I was successfully ignoring, with no problem-o, all the temptations. Did you notice the past tense in that last sentence? "WAS". Where did all that discipline go?
Perhaps the key is to drill into my brain that this is NOT my last chance at eating well. Great food TRULY IS available at home...even if I have to drive 100 miles one way to get it. I can get it...I don't have to eat it all NOW or never.
Your suggestions (besides shouting"Grow Up, Woman!" ) are welcome! I think you've already helped me see how self-destructive this is. Action, not words, that's what I need.