This weekend I ate crap (okay, not crap. chimichangas. movie theater popcorn. a real soda. and a corn dog.) and forgot to take my blood pressure medicine which all resulted in a weight gain last week. It also resulted in my face breaking out something horrible on Monday. So far, this week has been better.
There was a potluck at work on Tuesday and I managed to resist all of the tempting homemade goodies. I don't cook much at home so I am always tempted to eat until I'm ready to pop when there is a potluck.
I'm making better choices whether grocery shopping or eating at the cafeteria at work. I bet I have eaten the weight of a small toddler in mushrooms and broccoli since Monday. Something that really helps is getting up early enough to have a bite of breakfast. Two packages of instant cheese grits and I'm on my way without being tempted by the sweet hamlets (hold the egg!) that tempt me when I drive past The King on my way to work. If I sleep in too late to take 10 minutes for grits, I will get a couple of slices of sandwich turkey and a piece of string cheese.
I miss eating junk food. But I like the way that I'm starting to feel more than I miss it.