Candy Bar and Ice Cream Sandwich For DinnerPosted: November 8, 2011
Yup, the title says it all. That is what this health nut of a Bovine had for dinner last night. I was planning on having a healthy chicken meal for dinner but at 4ish (really 5ish because of stupid daylight savings) I went crazy. There was a candy bar left over from Halloween in the freezer. A full size candy bar and it just looked so good. So, I ate it. And you know what? It was delicious.
And when the initial sugar high waned I felt guilty and stupid and very, very bovinish. Then it seemed like the diet just didn’t matter and would never work any way so I tossed all caution to the wind and downed an ice cream sandwich that my son had brought home from a friends house the day before. It didn’t even taste all that good but I ate it anyway.
After that I felt too yucky to eat dinner. So I fed the Bull and the calves the healthy chicken dinner I had made and I sat there drinking unsweetened tea feeling my thighs widen and hating the fact that I let My Inner Bovine take over. It is moments like this when I feel I should just embrace My Inner Bovine and learn to appreciate my porkeresque self. Dieting is hard, losing weight sucks, and I was not feeling up to the challenge last night. I was seriously considering just taking a bunch of money from savings and going to Lane Bryant and to buy myself a new wardrobe in fat lady styles. I’d probably look fetching in a moomoo….My Inner Bovine would feel right at home.
But today I woke up and decided I’m too cute to spend the rest of my life in moomoos, no matter what My Inner Bovine may think. So I was on track all day and am determined to finish the week with a loss.
M O O,
My Inner Bovine