Yuck! When I fall off the wagon, I don’t just fall off…I fling myself over the edge. It’s amazing what triggers can do to a person. Yesterday started out well enough, but on my way down to the pool I got stuck in a traffic jam of epic (okay, native ‘Angelenos…I know I haven’t experienced “epic” by your standards yet…nobody was tailgating on the freeway) proportions only a few miles from the house. I was so disgusted, enraged, upset and, well, let me be honest, CRAZY (possibly the PMS talking?) that I got off the freeway (not an easy task!!), turned around and went home over surface streets. Missing a workout in the pool would have been okay if I had gone for a walk or jog in the neighborhood, or spent some time beating up the heavy bag…but oh, no…little miss ‘thang over here cooked herself up a very large (thankfully beneficial) meal and spent the rest of the afternoon vegging in front of the TV (not something I do very often). Even that wouldn’t have been a tragedy except that I began free grazing for whatever was in the house to eat that was not beneficial or even neutral. There was plenty.

So anyhow, my BTD friends and foes…This morning saw me wake up (not exactly refreshed, but the junk food hangover’s not too bad), work-out, submit this blog and now go to the market for “benies” and neutrals and perhaps during the course of other errands I’ll go pick up LR4YT as an extra motivator.

With love in love, hauling one’s @$$ back onto the wagon and holiday weekends…happy, healthful eating to you all…