Addiction

I heard myself talking today, inside my head, and suddenly realized that I was hearing my addiction talking; the offered excuse, the bullshit, the denial of responsibility for my food choices today. Having realized this, I will do my best to own them.

I took lunch and snacks with me for the duration of my training; safe food handlers course. I went for a walk at lunch. So far, so good. I had several samples at Costco, about a dozen, with mixed ingredients. I don't know the nutritional value of any of those samples. I attended our year end staff social and ate things which weren't the best choices available, again disregarding my trackability. These included a full slice of nut and seed brittle, two meatballs, egg salad with cucumber dippers, fruit salsa with cinnamon dippers, mango guacamole with a mini naan, at least a cup of potato chips. The chips, naan and dippers were not healthy choices. The nut and seed brittle was awful, particularly because I find it very difficult to stop. The rest was fresh made with fruit and avocado and veggies, so that was good as far as content, but still not trackable as to portion size. I stopped when I was full.

I did not eat again after I got home, but know from my headache that the brittle and cinnamon dippers were bad for my general health as well as feeding my addiction.

I had my finger uncovered all day at the course and then covered it after when running around. It was almost completely dry, just slight weeping from the open (not stitched) spots when doing more. I think it looks fantastic and I'm moving it as much as possible, carefully.

Thanks for awareness. Thanks for the bar code scanner on my phone which works much better than my tablet. Thanks for being able to admit, without shame, that my first tracking day was a bust. Thanks for loving support.

Love, elly