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I'm Finding Success Is Related To The Desire

Let's just say I fell off the wagon for a few days. It would have been ok, if I'd eaten sweets in moderation. And honestly, I won't even type here just how much sugar I've had the last few days over the holiday weekend. The reality is that it was a choice, and I CHOSE to eat the ridiculously huge amounts of sugar. I wasn't stressed. I wasn't eating from boredom or sadness or happiness. This wasn't an emotional eating binge. It was really just that I wanted the sugar. I chose to eat it, and then once I did, I continued to eat it.

And now I have another choice. I can beat myself up over and over, but what's done is done. I can throw in the towel, and just say forget it. Or I can begin again. I'm choosing the last option and beginning again.

I really do want to get healthier, and I would oh so love to be able to loose my gut (or some of it). And I know that sugar is a drug, an addiction and a pleasure of mine. But I also need to remind myself that I finished a marathon. And for me to finish that it meant that I wanted it, and I wanted it bad. And I know that for me to succeed with eating healthier, that if my desire is strong, that I can have this too.

It's time to swap out processed sugar for some of nature's sweetness. 


I've been using MyFitnessPal to try to track my food (most of the time). But this week, I've also decided to make a meal plan and plan my meals for the week. I still have a few meals that are empty slots, so I need to go back and fill those in. But I'm hoping that if I plan (within reason) my meals for the week that it will possibly be easier to make wiser choices. I'll let you know how it works out. 




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  1. Once I start eating sweets I just can't stop!! Good luck with limiting the sweets and upping the fruits :)

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    1. Yep.. same here.. so tomorrow will be back to KEEPING IT OUT OF THE HOUSE and going to fruit (or an ounce of dark chocolate). I think if I could make it a month or so I'd be ok. But I seem to make it a few days and then fall back to old habits.

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