6-14-14. Weight 226
I hate social situations were it seems the fat Gods flip me a proverbial middle finger. Today the demonic temptress laid out the finest nostalgia of fair favorites on a family outing. As if the aroma of popcorn and funnel cakes dancing across my nose wasn't hard enough but watching the majority of patrons with a look of intoxication as they lustfuly devorured, hamburgers,greasy French fries and corn dogs I found myself bitter and angry.
Lining up like lemmings in a cafeteria that should have come with a side order of bypass surgery I felt as though my stomach turned inside out as it growled and threatened me. Passerby's with trays of a promise of heavenly taste I weighed out my options.
1. I could just completely blow it but then I would undo my 3.5 miles and healthy oatmeal I ate earlier. or
2. I could gather all my energy and will power and make the best healthiest selection.
As I pouted and begin a small pity party I spotted the salads and fruit I chose 2. Even though I could have probably pounced on the pizza girl and stole that wonderful slice of 800 calories. I selected a cup of fresh fruit , yogurt and granola and a banana.
I can't believe instead of being proud I pouted much like a 3 year old on a store without toy.
Why instead of feeling accomplished did I feel so much contempt?
I woke up that day on purpose 1 hour early to walk. I walked 3.5 miles and ate a healthy breakfast. it does not make sense that I would want to undo all that.
5 hours later and another healthy choice for dinner it is 7pm I am 700 calories under my budget including earned exercise calories and so grateful I made the right choices.
I still don't get why I was so angry?
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