
I got up late and ran around getting ready. I knew this would be a bad day and headed out the door w/out breakfast. At the graduation, I had a brat and bun w/mustard. Carrots, celery, green pepper, and mushrooms...potato salad and macaroni salad. I drank water or diet 7-up and had 2 pieces of cake that I popped in my mouth...small white and sugary.

Coming home from Ft. Wayne...I realized I was hungry and grabbed a Whopper Jr. w/ cheese.

I don't know what my deal was. I obsessed about this all the way home and stopped in a got it and ate it. It was exactly what I was looking for. Completely satisfying. Just what I expected and had obsessed over for an hour.

I had the rest of the box. About 15.
Wow...binge day. It's gonna be interesting to see how often this happens. In my mind it's a rare thing. But I am wondering if maybe it's not so rare. It was a bit all or nothing and there was so much smoking at the party. At one point I grabbed the gentleman's hand next to me and took a big smell of his cigar. I was jones-ing for a cigarette so bad but did not partake. I would have told you that eating had not taken the place of smoking before today. I am thinking I may be off with that thought. When I was really out of hand I couldn't even take pictures. Wow.
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