I took my meds with some chocolate Silk. "Breakfast" was closer to "Lunch" and consisted of chicken stew leftovers.
Steph made us some coffee drinks. Mine was more half & half than coffee. The combination of the coffee and my new found (and oft forgotten) lactose intolerance left me dashing for the bathroom. The grapes while I was watching TV might have aided this process.
Of course while we were watching TV, they pounded us with fast food commercials, leading both of us to moan in delight and scream in exasperation. Along the line Steph mentioned the combination of Pizza and French Fries - and that just sounded so GOOD.
That's all it took. That combo stuck in my head. I was nearly chanting this phrase: Pizza & Fries. PIZZA & FRIES!!
When it came time for dinner, I was in quite a knot. I really wanted Pizza & Fries. I knew it was a stupid idea. It sounded good, it might even taste good, but I would have felt like crap afterward and I've done so well this week. On the other hand, nothing else was going to taste as good as my brain had built up the combo of Pizza & Fries to taste. I was having an emotional tug of war with my mind, my diet, my addiction and a fictional fast food combination. It was stupid and I knew it was at the time. No matter what I did, I was making a poor choice. Finally, I told Steph that I'd rather starve.
Yes, I know how stupid all of that sounds. I knew it at the time. I'm really struggling with this diet. I'm winning the battles and yet it feels like I'm losing the war.
In the end, Steph was the sensible one. Bunless triple Whoppers and Tender Grill Salads from BK were purchased and consumed.
My weigh in tomorrow morning should be interesting.
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There's a local pizza place here that actually has a pizza covered with french fries, bacon bits & cheddar cheese. It REALLY doesn't end up being very appetizing at all! In fact, there's so much starch that my mouth actually felt like I'd been noshing on wallpaper paste the one time I ordered it (pre-pre-pre-babyfat). Bunless Whoppers and Tender Grill Salads sound SO much better :)
WAY TO GO JERICHO! I am so proud of you for resisting the chanting in your head! You are right, you would have felt awful afterwards. You did the right thing!! Good job! Thank goodness for Steph!
Its almost like an angel on one shoulder and a devil on the other, isnt it?
Although, pizza and fries is one of my biggest enemies. Honestly, gotta make peace with the grease.
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