Today I had to run a few errands, like going to the supermarket and pharmacy for the corresponding items.
I hated every minute of it. I saw the chocolates on the candy isle and the chocolates near the cashier.
I suffered, imagineing the flavour and taste of each and every one of them.
HORRIBLE FEELING
Although I knew I could binge on every single one of them, I knew I just couldn't eat and break the ketosis. Really, that is the ONLY thing that's stopping me right now.
Eventhough I had on my purse a chicken noodle soup and orange drink envelope, my mouth salivated like a rabid dog thinking of chocolates. THOSE chocolates.
I ate the soup, drank the orange drink and kept it calm for a while.
Then I came home and saw delicious cookies called "Garabatos" my family had bought. No mercy at all. But I still had to hold on tight and ran for a maltshake. I prefered to eat one extra envelope that eat something I shouldn't.
It's getting harder and harder each day. I'm ending my fifth week on sunday, just eleven more weeks to go, or 89 days, but ¿who's counting?.
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