A Week Since My Last Binge

Whew, I made it past last night without driving thru KFC, or Carl's Jr., or picking up the phone and calling Pizza Hut for another two pizzas. But it was close. I was headed out from work, with the vague idea of going to OFC, or the gym. But as I was driving, I could feel this idea morphing into finding a fast food drive-thru instead. Then I got a call from Trainer Jason, and I committed to joining Camp. That saved me from a night on the couch watching the Lifetime Movie Network, and eating a bucket of chicken. Instead, the only thing I did "bad" was to have a plate of bowtie pasta with salt, pepper, and butter. Could have been much worse.