This week I decided to pay more attention to what I am eating. I need to eat more veggies and less processed food. Less junk. Here's what I ate yesterday:
Breakfast-cereal and milk
snack-yogurt & granola
lunch-salad It was simple (romaine lettuce, Trader Joe's chicken strips, almonds & croutons) but it was still a salad. Having a salad at lunch several times a week may end up being one of my goals because it is an easy way for me to get my veggies.)
dinner-blt wrap (minus the t because they're just not good right now)
I imagined writing this post, so proud of myself.
Then, I decided to have a few Girl Scout cookies with some milk before I went to bed. Mistake. I should have known. If I don't start, I'm fine. Once I start, I eat too many.
I like Do-si-dos (even thought they're not called that this year.) I imagined myself having two or three. I had more.
I thought about just leaving it a vague amount like too many or several but I'm going to put it out there. I ate an entire sleeve. I'm not proud of it, but in the end, that's what I had done. I'm not sure why I'm such a glutton when it comes to sweets but I really am. That's why I just can't have them around the house. I know this, I just have to stick to it.
Today I did ok. Then, some things got moved around and an appointment I had at 7 was moved to 6. My husband wasn't available to take care of the kids so they went to a friends. That meant we didn't eat dinner together. Big mistake. I should have at least taken something with me. I debated getting Taco Bell. I don't do it very often but this seemed like one of those times where it would be ok. I was going to, I wasn't, I was going to, I wasn't. Finally, I decided I wasn't going to because I didn't want to have to blog about that after my cookie deal last night.
Then, I saw the sign. I pulled in the drive thru. I convinced myself it would be ok because I would only get two crunchy taco surpremes and not the carmel apple empanada, like I wanted. There were two people in front of me and it took long enough that I came to my senses. I didn't get it!! I was so proud of myself. Isn't that pathetic? I'm proud of myself for not eating crappy food that is terrible for me.
I think a move like that should count for double negative calories.