My roommates are on a diet. I am not. Let me be very clear on that: I. AM. NOT. DIETING.
And yet, I’m thinking that maybe (just maybe) cutting back on my comfort foods might not be a bad idea. Certainly, my doctor would agree.
Today I resisted the chocolate cake some “helpful” coworker brought to work. And I really really wanted that cake. It’s been a stressful few weeks.
I managed to make it through the day without succumbing to temptation. Let’s see how the rest of the week goes.
What’s your small victory?
