One of my goals over the last few months has been to drink wine only twice a week. And, boy, do I look forward to the designated wine nights. As it happens, last night was one and tonight is one also. Or maybe I'll trade tonight for tomorrow night... I don't know.
This morning I went for a walk with a friend. I honestly don't count this so much as exercising. It's just a little moving around, but that's good. We walk fast and it feels wonderful, but I don't sweat or get my heartbeat up or anything. Mostly I just like being with my friend.
When I came home I ate some tuna. Unfortunately I didn't have a veggie with it... apparently all our veggies were given to the Guinea pig last night.
The tuna with just mayo was neither tasty nor satisfying. So I rooted around for something more. And guess what I found. A piece of a brownie that my daughter had gotten on our outing last week. There were two bites left, nothing more, and I ate them. Actually, I stretched those two bites out to about eight tiny nibbles, and, not having any sugar in a couple of weeks (besides wine) it tasted very good.
I then had to force myself not to go back to the kitchen and root for more unfavorables. Instead I read my emails and sent a few. But my mind kept wafting off toward the kitchen... Then I thought of something! I have some of those Crest Teeth Whitening Strips in the cupboard next to the pasta. No, I didn't want to eat them, gross! But since I never find time to do the strips, why not do one now since it takes a full half hour and maybe by then I would get over the urge to snuffle through the cereal boxes. So, I drank a big glass of water, dried off my teeth, put in a Crest strip and in another eight or so minutes my cravings will be outdone by my desire to drop a few pounds. AND I'll have whiter teeth!
A half hour has been the right amount of time to readjust my thinking. Check out my smile.