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AHHHHHH!!!!!

I've been debating how to write this...ugh.  So your first week went great and you were spot on with your diet and you followed the plan right?  Otherwise, shaking my head, I'm disappointed.

This seems how it always go and this blog is about coming out of hiding and exposing my terrible habits.  (Oh geez, my Mom is going to read this.)  I rebelled last week. I told my husband I'd make a delicious breakfast we could eat all week long and a delicious snack.  Did I make it?  No.  Did I eat a healthy breakfast?  No.  I ate McDonalds all week long.  Every morning.  And I knew I was rebelling so I changed from my usual to this cause this is kinda better, right?


And if I used cash, no one would know I went, right?  PS.  Most of those toys were purchased without any food, my husband is a bit of a collector!  (They're for the baby!)

So no, I wasn't spot on with my diet and I did make terrible choices.  But I'm aware.  I know this whole shifting changing thing will go beyond 90 days so I'm not beating myself up for making terrible choices.  It happened.  And I'm not a bad person for it.  I'm just becoming aware of my habits and addictions.  And surprise, I'm not prepared food wise for this week either.  But I'm aware.  And that's miles from where I used to be.  

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  1. CarolineJuly 24, 2014 at 5:46 PM

    Habits are so hard to change!! I think the thing that has helped me the most in losing weight is the fact that I live in a town where the only chain restaurant is Subway. Great attitude you have!

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