I hate every minute of it. Eating forbidden food is nowhere near as satisfying as NOT eating it is. (Does that make sense?)
So after two weekends of eating crap and wake-up call on the scale yesterday morning, I'm back in purple today.
I think about how good I've felt the first seven weeks and how crappy I've felt the past ten days.
Also, I did that spit test for Candida this morning and that was pretty nasty. Clearly had tentacles. GROSS! I have to figure out if I want to KISS and all that goes with fighting yeast...
Anyway, it just seems like the high school reunion was my motivation for doing seven weeks without any slip ups. I'm realizing that my motivation needs to be my health and positive state of mind instead of a big "event" sometime in the future.
Rambling here...Thanks for listening.
So after two weekends of eating crap and wake-up call on the scale yesterday morning, I'm back in purple today.
I think about how good I've felt the first seven weeks and how crappy I've felt the past ten days.
Also, I did that spit test for Candida this morning and that was pretty nasty. Clearly had tentacles. GROSS! I have to figure out if I want to KISS and all that goes with fighting yeast...
Anyway, it just seems like the high school reunion was my motivation for doing seven weeks without any slip ups. I'm realizing that my motivation needs to be my health and positive state of mind instead of a big "event" sometime in the future.
Rambling here...Thanks for listening.






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