I'm not going to pretend that I am superhuman.
I'm not going to pretend like I stopped at just one.
I'm not going to pretend that it's still not calling my name.
I'm not going to pretend that I'm OK with my actions.
I'm not going to pretend it didn't send me into a downward spiral of bad eating.
I am going to confess that I couldn't resist this ...
Piles and pile of Easter candy. Oh, yeah, and the cookies and the fudge ...
I thought I could resist. I thought that my 30 day ban on sweets would survive. But it didn't. Yesterday, I broke into the Easter candy. And I didn't stop at one piece (hence why I need a 30 day ban).
In the last 24 hours, I ate ...
- 20 Cadbury Mini Eggs
- 1 package of Swedish Fish
- 2 packages of Runts
- 2 Reese's Peanut Butter Eggs
- A unknown amount of Fudge
- A peanut butter and Nutella sandwich (2 tbsp of Nutella)
- Copious amounts of cereal every time I walked into the pantry
So, today, I recommit.
30 days. No candy, ice cream, baked goods, sugary cereals, chocolate spreads masked as food. Nothing.
Ready. Set. Go ...