Monday or Tomorrow

Do you ever say, I'll start on Monday or I'll do better tomorrow? How many times in my adult life have I said that to myself? Sometimes multiple times a day. It's said or thought with good intentions. As the saying goes, "the road to hell is paved with good intentions". My road to.....what shall we call it? Fluffiness, big, obesity, fatness, whatever we call it, it can be our own personal hell. Anyway, today was one of those days. It started off just fine. I faced the scale on a Monday morning, logged my weight in my phone app and went on my way.

Breakfast, too busy to stop and eat. Lunch, hungry but ate my salad I brought. If I had just stopped at that. No, I had to have someone bring me chicken strips from the cafeteria. Could I have eaten one and been okay? Yes, but did I stop there? No.  I worked and munched on chicken strips/ Ate them all, I did. All four of them. Why, did I not stop at the one or two?

Fast forward to evening. Since I had eaten the chicken strips for the protein, they would keep me full. I wouldn't have to eat dinner. If I wanted, I could have something small. Yes, that's right small. I'll have a small treat and be done with it. I can grab it on my way home, eat it before I pull in the driveway. I can do my nightly routine, sit down, relax and not have to worry about dinner.
Remember the road? Well, I paved it some more. I paved it with a double dip ice cream cone. Not just any cone, a waffle cone! Did I stop there? Of course not. I later had leftover cheese bread (I did share with the dog) and a box of Butterfinger bites (which I did not share).

There I said it! I put it out there. I ate all that crap and today was supposed to be the better day. It was Monday! It was the day of starting over, of new beginnings. Ok, but there is tomorrow. I am going to do better tomorrow. I will eat better, I will drink my water, I will conquer this beast tomorrow.

"Tomorrow, tomorrow, is only a day away".