The Struggle...The Oh-So-Tasty Struggle

It's Tuesday, 8:32am.

Mitch's husband made that ham/croissant/cream cheese/whatever-the-hell-else-is-in-it deliciousness.

It was so good.

I ate a small piece.  Hopefully everyone else in the office will eat the rest, quickly.

I'm wearing pants that haven't fit in a year.  My ass looks kinda good in them.

Say it with me:
These pants feel better than that ham/croissant/cream cheese/whatever-the-hell-else-is-in-it deliciousness.
These pants feel better than that ham/croissant/cream cheese/whatever-the-hell-else-is-in-it deliciousness.
These pants feel better than that ham/croissant/cream cheese/whatever-the-hell-else-is-in-it deliciousness.


I Shall Overcome

Today was supposed to be the first day back on track after a 2-day series of failures.

Tuesday - 
Bagels with honey walnut cream cheese spread
Prosciutto cheese bread, 3 beers, 2 slices of cheese pizza

Wednesday - 
Sushi that was a good idea except I tried something else that ended up being pretty high in calories.  It was covered in avocado - surely that's a redeeming quality.
Mexican - steak/rice/cheese/chips.  Normally this meal isn't so bad.  I limit my chips and eat half the plate.  Last night - SO MANY CHIPS.

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It's Tuesday, 8:46am.

I'm eating another piece of that ham/croissant/cream cheese/whatever-the-hell-else-is-in-it deliciousness.

Say it with me:
These pants feel better than that ham/croissant/cream cheese/whatever-the-hell-else-is-in-it deliciousness.
These pants feel better than....



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