Yesterday I ate stuff I'm not supposed to.
The day before that I ate stuff I'm not supposed to.
The good news is, I no longer want those things. The short-term gratification was very short-term, as I immediately felt awful and wondered just what the hell I'd done to myself.
The bad news is it has put a little stop in my weight loss. I'm not too upset about that as I can always rebound back. I'm still in my third week, I'm going to make mistakes. I can get back on the wagon before it rounds the corner.
Was I right to cheat on my mooshy foods diet? Not really. Do I feel bad about it? Only kinda. I have learned from the experience and I am betting that I will look back on these little cheats as object lessons. The next time I want something really bad I will think twice about it. Do I want to have it now and feel yucky later, or should I just eat what I'm supposed to now and feel great about it later?
Right, and you lot better not post comments about how bad I've been to cheat. Everyone cheats on their diets, banded or not, so I don't want any righteous indignation posts. If you haven't cheated yet, good for you. It doesn't mean that you will never cheat.
In other news, THE STAPLES ARE GONE. Thank heavens. They itched terribly. They put some steri-strips on, which fell off immediately. These things are useful why?? There is one left on one incision. Wherps.
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