So, I'm on week three of living my new healthy lifestyle? I ended that as a question since I'm unsure how well I'm really doing. In my mind, anything is better than the nothing I did just three weeks ago. However, something funny has taken place.
Maybe it's the fact that I'm finally paying attention to what I eat everyday, or maybe as I have suspected all along, there is a conspiracy to keep Badonk a Donk from shrinking.
Case in point, I met my girl friends at Panera Bread last night. I had already eaten dinner, so I was ready for a nightly snack. I chose to indulge in a Carmel Latte (yes, I ordered the whipped cream on top). Then I headed over to the treats. I'm not sure if it had to do with the million or so calories I burned off in the morning, but let's just say, thank God it was all behind glass.
Trick glass that is. Let me explain: When the nice girl behind the counter handed me my cinnamon bun, it suddenly turned into the equivalent size of a Good Year Tire. I kid you not. Behind the glass was a innocent cinnamon bun. In front of the glass was a plate of cardiac arrest drizzled with a sugary syrup. The plate felt at least 5 pounds.
Any day now, I'm sure I will begin to crave fruit. I'll even settle for a vegetable craving. Just no more cinnamon bun cravings.
I'm warning you now. Draw the shades, lock the doors. Keep the baked goods away. Objects behind the glass are bigger than they appear! I hope week 4 is easier because it's hard to become smaller in a "Biggie Size" World.