Friday, April 5, 2013

No Good Very Bad Day

Not too long ago, I had a no good very bad day.

If I'm being honest, it was more like a no good very bad week. But there was one particular day that week where it was like bombs kept exploding all around me.

And somehow these ended up in my house that night....

I work at a place that has crap like this sitting around all day every day, because apparently customers like it.

I never EVER allow myself to venture into the "candy bucket" because it's completely not worth it.

However, on my no good very bad day, I may or may not have hijacked the above pile of candy into my grubby little hand at 7:13 P.M. from that "candy bucket" on my way out the door. And, I may or may not have ate anywhere from some to all of it for dinner that evening.

As a result?

My stomach hurt.

I felt like I lost an emotional battle with myself.

Junk food won.

My decision to eat complete crap for dinner followed me into my workout the next morning.

I was DYING. Felt light headed. Didn't give it 100%.

Moral of the story?

Eating chocolate didn't fix my no good very bad day.

It didn't make me feel better. In fact, it made me feel worse.

Bottom line?

I have goals for myself.

Knee surgery is quickly approaching.

Justifying junk food with "I had a bad day" is unacceptable.

"If you keep doing what you're doing, you'll keep getting what you're getting."

And I want so much more.

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