I folded. Crushed, folded, succumbed, stumbled, sinned (greatly sinned), whatever you want to call it, I folded. Bacon Cheese Fries became my close companion yet again this week. It was sick. The carnage was unbelievable. I even tried praying that the calories wouldn't count. It seems like if I were God (and I'm glad I'm not) and some chick was praying to me that the calories in BCFs wouldn't count, I'd laugh and make them count double. He's God, he can do what he wants.
Maybe I should try making out an Ode to My Found Pounds, and they'll do the opposite and go away.
What, no? It doesn't work that way? I guess not - if I'm going to keep eating Bacon Cheese Fries. I really have to get serious and stay serious. It's a good thing I threw away all of my bigger jeans.
PS - Happy Easter
Signed,
Busting at the Seems
5 comments:
Maybe you could be on "Intervention" but only for BCF rather than crack or something else equally horrible.
I hope you are able to find that happy medium because I think I'm a lot like you in the food dept and your success is mine. :)
We all fall off the wagon. I know I almost did this week- and today, I will- there will be CANDY!!!
Thanks you two! I knew I'd be setting myself up for failure to try to get back on plan this week (with Easter coming up) so I wasn't aiming for that. However, I really thought I could at least avoid BCF's. Evidently not.
I suppose I need to say goodbye to peanutbutter & chocolate ice cream toosies. HAH!
Yeah, better than being on intervention for crack though. LOL
You are WAY too kind to me. The good news is with the not so fun stuff I think I'm going to have NO choice but to walk on the straight and narrow. Blessing in disguise?
Thank you for the support - it means a lot to me. :)
Hear you loud and clear! I have been eating well for 22 days and fell off the wagon a bit today :( BUT...tomorrow I am going to get my bloated butt up and not let the cheating today affect everything.
Keep going girl!
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