Last night, I got home from a meeting with friends
A little after 9 o’clock
And I was hungry.
I wanted to eat something
But I knew I really shouldn’t.
So I made a cup of tea and sipped on that while I watched some old TV re-runs and waited to get sleepy enough to go to bed.
After about a half-hour or so,
I started thinking about some honey-roasted cashews I knew were in the pantry.
I damn near got up and got those things
But I didn’t.
A little after 10, my Tylenol PMs had started to kick in, and I decided to go on to bed before I gave in to temptation.
This morning, when I stepped on the scales, another pound down. That’s five pounds in the past four days, from cleaning up my eating habits just a little. Eating more quality stuff, cutting out those late-night snacks, and not eating every time I get a little hungry.
It’s pretty simple, really.
Notice I said simple — not easy.
It would have been easy to stroll on in there and get that can of cashews and probably eat most of them.
I’m glad I didn’t.
One day at a time …
