Three days into the experiment and I call uncle.
I NEED to be held accountable. I absolutely cannot trust myself with food.
I inhaled a massive amount of sweets just now. I kept telling myself it was justified since I ran 6 miles this morning. It is not. I know this.
I ate perfectly fine the remainder of the day. I'm not sure what is up with this sugar craving I've got going on but it is bad.
It's time to count calories and take a sweet/chocolate hiatus.
I am also perfectly aware that one binge is not going to ruin me. But....I need to record my food and I need to get serious about it again. The only thing is that I feel like I eat too little when I count calories.
I will figure this out. I will win this war.
Food 1. Fat Girl 0.