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lurkerwithout) wrote2009-01-14 02:26 am
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Temptation
So Tuesday the Phoenix hotel rented a meeting room to a group called Insight Foods. Who I guess are some kind of food wholesaler and were doing a trade show or something. So when they finished they left all their samples and told the manager the staff could have it. And even after everyone on B shift took home a trunk load of goodies there is still six or seven metric butt-loads of food. Pastries for the most part. And other breads. But lots of pastries. Cakes. Pies. Donuts. That stuff...
Even worse my next doctor's appointment is Wednesday morning. And I kind of wanted to weigh in at less than I did last month. Which will be difficult if I spend all night snacking on mini-muffins and bannanna creme pie. Which I did have a taste of and damn it was good...
Must. Remain. Strong. Only eat my nice salad. Perfectly nice salad. It has chicken in it. Yummy, healthy lo-cal salad. And maybe some cake. NO! No cake!
*whimper*
Even worse my next doctor's appointment is Wednesday morning. And I kind of wanted to weigh in at less than I did last month. Which will be difficult if I spend all night snacking on mini-muffins and bannanna creme pie. Which I did have a taste of and damn it was good...
Must. Remain. Strong. Only eat my nice salad. Perfectly nice salad. It has chicken in it. Yummy, healthy lo-cal salad. And maybe some cake. NO! No cake!
*whimper*
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Man, I know the feeling... fortunately, the cookies in the break room here disappeared this week.
You should send me some of those bananananana cream pies.
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The feeling of achieving your goal will last longer than the minor endorphin rush of the snacky things. Hang in there, babe!