I got on the Labor Day bus of food this past weekend and have not gotten off. It's time to get on the bandwagon again.
I feel all alone on the sugar bus. I made a choice to eat what everyone else was having over the holiday, now I am in a bad way. I am stuck on the bus. I want to be on the Bandwagon again, but I am not follow the RULES long enough to get back there. I want to be where you are. I want to be back on the BANDWAGON again.
When I follow the RULES I feel good. I want to feel good again. I want to follow the rules. When I feel good, the momentum builds and I get super charged. It's easy to do the next right thing. Please Angie - jump off the bus! (A little self talk here.)
I have to go log my food. The good, the bad, and the ugly. Ugh I don't want to be honest. I know that honesty is the anitidote to my diseased way of thinking. I must be honest.
Boy isn't that the truth!