DAY 4: Oy.

Okay, full disclosure:

Yesterday and today were not good diet days. I'm thinking tomorrow is going to be better.

First I was stressed because of my whole WAIT = WEIGHT equation. But then we got
good news! Yay! Good news! And we hadn't had lots of good news in a while and well...

Good news turned into good chicken parmigian and even better pasta. Oh, and there was
the cake from the our dog's best friend's birthday party.

Yes, a dog's birthday. And yes, people cake. Take the matter up with Jenny! She's the one who inspires normal people to have dog birthday parties -- like it's a normal thing! (But she does have an incredibly cute picture of the two dog buds with their chins on the table staring at the cake. I bet she'll share it with you. No need to ask.

But here's the thing: I made the crucial error of going from stress eating to celebratory eating.

I was on an emotional roller coaster, WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME?

More discipline I suppose. And that chocolate chip scone this morning didn't help. Or the club sandwich. YES, I'VE LOST MY WAY. I've let my emotions rule the day. Up, down, happy, sad. But I'm coming back.

You don't know how tough I can be. Tomorrow it's protein all day. Just protein. Yes, there is the scent of the yo yo dieter in all this. The binger, the purger. But I'm finding my dieting rythem. If there were no ups and downs in life, eating in a very clear, dull, but healthy and perfectly satisfactorily way would be a snap.

But the rest of life would suck and be boring.

Rather the food boring than the life! (Listen to me, Mr. Fancy Philosopher!)

Okay, here's the guy take for today: Am I going to let myself be BULLIED by food? Pushed around by sugar? Taken to the cleaners by Honey Nut Cheerios. I don't think so! Because that's what the food does. It bullies you. You have to show it who's boss.

I'm going to go yell at my fridge right now. Then I'm give that stuff in the pantry a peice of my mind!