{Eating the gigantic, yummy chocolate cake at Guru's. Don't worry I shared with a friend.}
I am trying to control the sweet tooth.
The key word here is 'trying'.
I love my sweets, always have. But I was finding an excuse
to celebrate everyday of the week. I got up early, I got to work
on time. These were my excuses and hence my rewards were sweets.
But those nasty little rewards liked to show their effects on my body...the nerve!
The madness had to stop. So now, I am limited to sweets on the weekends.
I have one day where I can eat what I want.
First week worked out great. Last week, well not so great. I decided
I could splurge for 3 days in a row. It started with Friday and the
Girl Scout cookies.
Those dang Samoa's.
Back on the band wagon this week.
Ya know, I heard that's how Beyonce lost all that weight for Dreamgirls--she'd work out super hard during the week and then on Sundays she'd eat whatever the heck she wanted. I think it's a good plan, but what's life all about if you can't take an extra day here or there? Life stinks, that's what it's all about.
ReplyDeleteThat cake looks amazing.