The cardiologist's diet: If it tastes good, spit it out. ~Author UnknownI hate my life when I sit here at work eating dry salad with 100 calorie pack popcorn and my two desk buddies, Jeremy and Adam, are discussing their prosciutto mozzarella chicken cutlet Panini sandwiches with sides of french fries and chips.
Why is it that cheese and bread are so amazing, because they’re terrible for you?
It seems unfair to me that I can’t too drown myself in the depths of edible goodness and cheesy delight without recourse. Why is it that cheese loves my thighs?
Last night, I finished off the leftover grilled chicken the boy made and headed to his house to catch the Biggest Loser premiere (brought celery sticks for snacks!) but... forgot I would need a protein for lunch - fail. At least there are chick peas in this bad boy.
Dating is terrible. I'm sort of glad I'm not single, except I was so much better about running and not eating when I was. Last night, I rode the T home, ran, ate salad, and went to the boy's house... so at least I have one day down on the back to getting me on track calendar. 130 days ‘til I have to bridesmaid my way down the wedding of one of my high school bff’s. Yikes. Think it's around 18 weeks away… Can I lose 2 pounds a week? I'm pissed I didn't get mono for Christmas.
They say nothing tastes as good as skinny feels, but have they ever had baked brie on a lightly toasted garlic salted baguette? Ah yeas... now I'm day dreaming and fantasizing about melted cheese.
Somebody get me diet water!
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