Yesterday, I made a very bad decision.
When I got home from work, I was exhausted. I had slept maybe four hours the night before, and every night this week we have been volunteering at VBS (Vacation Bible School) for the kids at our church. This means that I have been getting off work one hour early to come home and make dinner, so that Hubbo can eat right when he gets home and we can leave about 15 minutes later.
I really, really didn’t want to cook. So I told Hubbo to pick up some Sonic on the way home. Aaand… I rationalized to myself that since I couldn’t have French Fries with my burger, I could have an order of popcorn chicken on the side.
This was, of course, after I had already had a slice of toast for breakfast, and a half-sandwich for lunch, so we are talking carb-mania here. I had such a stomachache last night – I think I shocked my system by eating the crap that it’s not used to anymore.
This morning there was no change: 191 lbs again. I got so lucky.
But the experience did make me realize something. It’s not necessarily cravings for bad foods that make me break my diet, or not being able to resist desserts or extra servings and whatnot. It’s laziness. This is not the first time that I have been too tired to cook and we had to go somewhere cheap and fast due to our busy schedule. On the one hand, this is a good thing, because it means that I don’t really have a will-power problem when it comes to making good decisions. On the other hand, this is terrible, because my busy schedule is most likely not going to change any time soon, so this excuse – and the bad habits that go with it – might not be going away.
Food for thought, I guess.
