Watch how this one turns out...
Picture it, Houston 2009... (HA!! Points for anyone that gets the reference) I'm sitting in my office trying not to sneeze anymore than necessary, and what should walk past me?
A big HUGE tray of sub sandwiches (slices of a larger ones), a bunch of chips and a plate of the biggest chocolate chip cookies you've ever seen... and my brain is on overload. I mean the devil was at work people because you've never heard my brain doing so much work trying to talk me into some sort of portion of those treats.
I even walked into the kitchen once to take a piece of sandwich because I'd worked it out in my head that if I didn't let myself have one bite then it was going to make me crazy and I'd end up binge eating one later... like next week or something because things fester in my head like that folks. I'm not proud of this, but it happens.
Luckily during that trip to the kitchen people were in there, and in my strange little brain... the 320 pound chick shouldn't be grabbing a sandwich from the tray... because people will judge her for eating. Granted, that was 93 pounds ago... and she doesn't exist anymore, but she's still in my head... and I guess in some ways that's a good dieting tool, right?
Just as I'd finally given myself permission to go back and get a piece, there was only one left when I went in there the first time - so there was a pretty good chance that it wouldn't be there... and then I would be freed from this crazy head game that I was experiencing....
But what happened next??
Two of the most wonderful coworkers came and told me to come with them... I didn't know where we were going or what we were doing, but I went. Anything had to be better than the mental battle that was waging inside my head!
We went down the stairs and out of the building, and walked for 30 minutes!
Oh yes, we did... in our work clothes, heels and everything else... funny thing was we were all wearing black too. It's probably pushing 90 degrees outside and the sun felt amazing... and even though it wasn't a strenuous workout - it was 30 minutes of walking that kept me out of the kitchen, and I figure any movement is good movement.
By the time we got back to the office - I didn't need the stupid sandwich because I felt so great having done something that was far better for me! We're planning on doing that at least 3 times a week starting on Monday... as they're both off tomorrow.