Yeah...no.
My low carb, high protein pre-op diet starts Friday, and it's really hit me that the clock is ticking on my time with food. I have 2 days to do this:
Eat one more box of Strawberry Fruit-Roll-Ups
Get some fish and chips
Have a caramel pecan sundae
Eat a really good cupcake
Right now I'm full up on Thai food, but there's a pint of choc chip cookie dough ice cream in the freezer puttin' the spurs to my imagination. I'm FULL! But I have to eat this ice cream!
This is crazy this is crazy this is crazy!
I keep telling myself that after Friday, it's just food. But now it's freedom! Or actually, it's not; I'm making myself a slave to this shit until Friday. How free is that?
If I abstain, will I always think of this as the food that got away?
So there's that,
Laura
2 comments:
do you remember in college when we'd go treat ourselves to penn station and get mayo!
that also leads me to the point that in one of these food-drunken revelries, you'd awake with mayo around your mouth.
like semen.
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