Ok, so what if I keep chanting this in my head? Do you think it makes me run from the Reeses? NOOOOOO. I even went so far as to think to myself-one won't be THAT bad.
|Me: Up at dawn, fetal position in the closet lover of Reesus|
Am I fucking crazy? There are 115 calories in ONE cup and get this-just shy of 7 GRAMS OF FAT. That is insane. Insane to think I used to sit down and eat half a bag, insane that I thought I could just sneak one in now.
|Justification is a four letter word|
Insane that I would have to suffer about 10 more minutes on the elliptical to burn it off. Insane that I could eat about 30 slices of turkey pepperoni to equal that one cup. That kind of justifying craziness could turn me to NASTY extremes...
Not to mention that like Lay's, you can't eat just one-especially since the other cup looks up at me so longingly from his lonely place in the cardboard tray. Yikes-dodged a minefield there...that would have opened up a very expensive can of worms.And to think I squeezed into my size 12 corduroys yesterday. Stay the course-Reject the Reeses, reject the Reeses!
I am happy to report that I lost 3 pounds this week-and after watching the scale sway over the course of a pound, we chose the middle value that stayed put for about 10 seconds. Just goes to show you how finicky and sensitive those digital scales are!!
Here's to a great Halloween, and much willpower to go around!!