so there was pizza in my face last night. and it looked like the best pizza that was ever created by man. it had that thick crust and all the pieces were square and loaded with shit. i watched everyone eat it and felt strong in my conviction to stay away....pizza doesn't help people reach weight loss/fitness goals does it? um...no.
about two hours later, after a mega-stressful evening, that pizza was literally all over me. it was fucking talking to me...whispering dirty things in my ear like a temptress....that little whore! it's not an imaginary thing for me...when i get stressed, i LITERALLY feel like i'm starving to death and i need to house some food or i'm gonna die. somehow by the grace of God, i did not touch it and i came home exhausted and went to bed.
weighed in this morning....
lost two pounds. YEEHAAAAAA!
so for real, let's revisit what would have happened if i ate that pizza....
i would say to myself "you're up late, and this is stressful, you deserve it". i would eat a slice. then it would turn into two slices. i would want more but wouldn't want everyone to think i was a pig so i'd only eat those two and stop at wawa on the way home to finish the job...whatever struck my fancy, i would have eaten. 6,000 calories later - sleepy time. i'd wake up today all hungover from carb overload and i'd have some major moon face. have you ever experienced moon face? it's when your face is twice it's size because of all the salt and sugar.
it's highly possible that i would have weighed in just to torture myself and the scale would have been up 3 pounds. i would feel like the biggest, fattest, ugliest, piece of shit on the planet and walking through today would be awful.
that is why i feel truly victorious today. i got through stress without turning to food and the payoff is invaluable. today is a new day with new stresses but i don't have to eat over any of them. i can if i want to, but i don't have to.
happy eating! xo
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