I wasn't even looking at the donuts!

I was in the grocery store this evening, stocking up on food so I wouldn’t be tempted to go out for wings yet again, and just as I passed the bakery aisle, the email chime on my blackberry sounded, letting me know I had mail.  I know I could have let it go for later.  But I never do. I read them as they come in. 

Old habits die hard.

I clicked the screen and stopped cold when I read the subject line.  I looked over my shoulder, checking one side and then the other.  I didn’t see anyone I knew.  I didn’t believe anyone was watching me as I wandered past the pies and donuts and other assorted pastries.  And yet my email practically screamed at me from the screen. 

“This is why you’re fat!”

I wasn’t even looking at the donuts!  I certainly wasn’t planning on buying any. 

After further investigation, I determined that the email was spam.  Some sort of weight loss program sending out abusive emails and I was apparently on their list.  I wondered what I should make of that.  Is it some sort of cosmic reminder that I shouldn’t be drinking the diet Coke anymore?  Perhaps telling me that the French fries I ate the other day are very bad for me?  Not to mention the stuffed French toast I sampled a few days before that.

Ok…I admit it.  I’ve been out of control lately, and the evidence is in everything I wear. 

The first step is admitting you have a problem.  And now that I’ve done that, I’m ready to get to the serious solving.  I started out by having a salad today.  And I even passed on that diet Coke I was craving.  I have to maintain some level of willpower, but I’m determined to get back into my favorite jeans before the weather changes to fall. 

It could happen.

Until the next time…I’ll be eating a whole lot of lettuce this week!

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Posted on August 28, 2010 .