I'm sitting here craving something sweet. Bad. I'm not going to go get anything because I have stuff to do, but just knowing that I'm missing out on a big meal with all the fixings while I'm sitting here with a fridge full of vegetables is frustrating. That's to be expected. This is what I planned for. I planned for my weakness. I planned for my frustration. I considered my past failures and surrounded myself with the tools I need to be successful, instead of the temptation that would lead me astray.
People say this is strength. No, this is managed weakness. When I treat myself, it's going to be on my terms. My portions and my choices. I wont have anyone to blame for any gains, and I won't have anyone to thank for any losses. Now pardon me, I have to go take a walk, because #TeamBAWSE always takes a working vacation.