I went to the bank this morning to deposit a check, and before I even left the driveway, I was thinking about how badly I wanted to stop at Wendy's for a spicy chicken combo.
As I was pulling away from the ATM, I realized that my mind was being completely irrational and I thought of an alternative I could make at home for lunch. Close call.
October was a bad month for dieting. While I haven't gained any weight back, I haven't lost any either. I could be more sexy by now, but I was too weak to really stick to it. I had two weekend amusement park trips (both accompanied by mass quantities of beer), lots of stress eating, the end of volleyball (and therefore meaningful exercise) and did I mention stress eating? Last night I made a big ass cheese quesadilla around midnight and I wasn't even hungry.
I've gotta get back on the horse. I'm so much healthier than I was just five months ago, but I know I can do better. None of my clothes fit, which is a pain, but I still think I can do better. It's certainly easier now than it would be ten years from now.