Cheater

I have a confession to make.  I cheated.  Yesterday was a low day.  I was feeling fairly ill in the morning.  I had scheduled a dentist appointment for the morning, and while I was on my way there, I began to feel quite yucky ( as in plotting my quick-stop-on-the-side-of-the-road-to-vomit yucky).  So I turned around and made it home, cancelled my appointment and promptly went to bed.  I slept 4 hours straight (this was after sleeping a hard 8 1/2 hours only two hours before). 

I woke up feeling refreshed enough to make it to the Iowa/Nebraska basketball game to which our neighbor so generously gave us tickets.  We didn't want to waste that opportunity.  And that's where I fell in my resolve.  I still felt a little shaky/ill and in need of some TLC and it's tradition that we get ice cream when ever we have the chance to go to a game.  So instead of staying strong and telling myself I would not eat any, I opted to get the cone. 

I told Aaron that if I cheated, I would have to have a public confession time so I wouldn't be dishonest to you.  And just so you know, he was not pushing me to give in at all.  Granted, he was happy when I decided to go for it, but would have been okay without. 

We went out for dinner afterwards to one of our favorite Chinese restaurants.  I stayed strong there and got the tofu/vegetable option when all I really wanted was my spicy chicken and noodles dish - nice comfort food.  I figured I had cheated enough for one night. 

So there you have it.  I'm back on track for the rest of the time.  Only 9 more days to go!  Yea!  I'm also feeling significantly better today than I did yesterday, so it's easier to think about eating what I should instead of wishing for comfort food.