After all the stress, I ended up decompressing in a not-so-great way. And yet, not so terribly bad, either.
True, there was pizza to be had by all, more than once.
And after one particularly stressful evening, I took myself quite deliberately to the store for (1) a jar of hot fudge sauce, (2) a pint of chocolate chocolate chip ice cream, and (3) a pan of brownies. Immediately opened the brownies in the car, ate a medium sized piece, and then, to my complete and utter surprise, I was done. Completely satisfied. Craving over. (True confessions: I didn't *really* believe my own self, and had a spoonful of fudge anyway...but I'm not sure why.)
That led to a slippery slope of, "Well, maybe I'm only sort of on this plan..." But that didn't really feel right, and definitely didn't feel good. So, over the past few days I have lurched and tugged and pulled myself back on track, and it feels great!
Now, I am happy to say that I feel fully back on the program. And, wow, is this food delicious! Once again, I am marveling on how this plan jumped out at me in the bookstore, right when I wasn't looking. Thank you, Universe.
In the midst of all this food angst, I went to a dancing and hooping party this weekend, and wore my fun, fancy, funky patent red leather high heeled Mary Janes...what a blast!
awesome progress and HOW did i not know of a hot hooping party? :)
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