and I want sugar!
I find myself pacing around the house feeling like I am starving. I grab one of those four cup pyrex measuring cup and fill it with salad. I sit and eat it. There is absolutely no way that I can be hungry after I finish it. But I am jonesing. For sugar. I don't eat much of it, but when I want it, nothing else seems to do. I try to do something that gets my mind off of it. Then I want carbs. So I go to the still clean, and pretty much empty, fridge. Nothing appeals because I got rid of all the "bad" stuff. I notice a cube of butter and think about cookies. Instead I pull out the turkey breast and cut myself a slice. My choice is the turkey breast or the treadmill. I already tried the treadmill and kept telling myself that if I did another mile I could maybe reward myself with something sweet. I really don't want to go there. So I am sitting here eating my slice of meat; dipping it in horseradish and thinking about sugar sprinkled tomatoes. Yes, by jove, that seems to be working!!
The games that I must play with my head.