Yes, I said one slice. And no wine.
The wine temptation was so difficult to resist! It was a long day at the office, and normally I would have gotten home, drank at least three glasses of wine, eat at least three slices of pizza and go to bed groggy.
Of course, the next morning I would have gotten up late, tired, with no energy to exercise... and probably would have screwed up breakfast also...
That's how the sliding slope begins.
However, I dug my heels. I had some crackers with tapenade and fake cheddar. And ate my slice.
I went to bed more relaxed and happy.
Having the awareness of what I'm eating, and documenting it here, is really helping me to stay on track.
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