As you may have noticed, I didn’t report a weigh-in last night . . . because I didn’t weigh in. I forgot to set an appointment for it last week, so I’m going to do it tonight.
That gave me an extra day to eat healthy and try to lose a few more ounces, right?
So why did I find myself sitting in line at the drive-thru at Burger King half an hour ago?
I was going to do it. I was going to completely sabotage myself. Whopper. Fries. Dr. Pepper. And I would have scarfed it down and then blinked oh-so-innocently at my consultant tonight when I stepped on the scale to see the number up instead of down.
But then, just as it was my turn to pull up to the board and order, I exhibited a force of will I didn’t realize I possessed, pulled out, and drove around to the Publix grocery store lot in the same shopping center. They have a salad bar and hot bar, you see. And while I didn’t get the healthy salad option, I did try to stay good with stir-fried chicken and veggies and brown rice.
So, now, even if my weight is up a little bit, I have nothing to feel guilty for. Because I made a better choice.