It's 9:25 PM. I had a BIG dinner- a baked chicken breast with penne pasta and sun dried tomato alfredo sauce. After that, I had an apple. I am NOT HUNGRY! So, someone please tell me why I keep having to fight myself to keep from going to the kitchen to hunt for chocolate? Seriously- I don't need chocolate right now. I'm not even a LITTLE hungry. I swear, my body is trying its hardest to sabotage my efforts at losing that nasty roll of fat that hangs over my jeans.
Maybe the problem is living so close to my mother. After all, she did send home an entire box of chips with me last weekend. And some cream cheese danish. Oh, and no-bake cookies. I think she WANTS me to be fat!
Grrr. Self control- that's what I'm missing. Will power and self control. Maybe I should invest in velcro- I'll sew it to all my comfy pants so that when I'm wearing them (I change into comfys as soon as I get home from work) my ass is firmly velcroed to the couch. Of course, that would defeat my plan to eventually start working out. Hmmmm. One step at a time I guess. LOL
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