I am two weeks into the vacation I was afraid would wipe out my progress and it turns out I had good reason to fear. The first week I was walking around Disneyland and ate very little. The second week I have made up for it and more. Tonight for dinner I had Super Nachos from a popular restaurant chain here in the southwest. I am pretty sure one order could be a meal for a family of four. Or at least it could have been, if I hadn’t single handedly devoured it. I have a week and a half left before I have to go home and step on that scale. Maybe it isn’t too late to be good and fix it before I confirm my suspicions. Surely this extra heavy load of fear I am carrying around would make any walk I took more effective.
You might wonder why I am posting this at 2am (Arizona time). Honestly it was this or eat the bag of tortilla chips with jalapeno cheddar dip that is calling my from the pantry. I can hear it. Can’t you hear it?