Man I tell you when I fall off the wagon I fall so far I can’t even see the road!
Yesterday was another good day. I walked and did an exercise DVD. I was at 950 calories even after eating breakfast, lunch, dinner and two snacks. I was all set. I had a plan for the evening. One 140 calorie cereal bar. They have the right mix of carb and sweet. I would be fine…. Then we started watching a movie and the internal struggle began. I wanted popcorn… NO I don’t need any…. But I want it…. But I’m hungry…. You’re not just you think you are…. And then my loving crazydad said go ahead it’s the holidays and as if that were a golden ticket I made my popcorn. After eating it I felt so crappy about my wasted day, and completely losing control I ate a piece of chocolate cake just for good measure.
Will I even have control? Do I want to die someday soon because I can’t live without popcorn? What is wrong with me?