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The hardest part of the day
Mar. 13th, 2006 07:04 pmSo yeah, I'm a post-whore today ... get over it. The hardest part of the day for me anyway, starts around 3 in the afternoon. The kids are up from naps and quiet time or home from school. If it's Tues/Wed/Thurs then I'm running them somewhere and trying to squeeze in dinner. These hours last until about 7 or 8pm, or roughly until the kids go to bed.
These hours between 3 and 7pm are when I tend to lose my resolve - my resolve to eat better (oooh ...potato chips ... shiny!) or have a cigarette, or whatever I'm struggling with. It's so farking ~aggravating~. Today I managed not to give in to either bad choice, eating poorly or smoke, but by ghod it was a struggle. Some times minute to minute. I know as soon as my blood sugar evens out (after a couple of days on the SB eating plan) and after the nicotine leaves the system (3 or so days), it *should* be easier, but I'm worried it won't be. The resolve will crumble, and I'll just end up in the same place all over again.
Waking in the morning the day seems full of possibility. Getting to the end of the day with everything intact though, is practically a miracle. Tomorrow I'll get up and try and do it all again, but bear with me over the next couple of days ... 'cause this shit is hard, yo ...
These hours between 3 and 7pm are when I tend to lose my resolve - my resolve to eat better (oooh ...potato chips ... shiny!) or have a cigarette, or whatever I'm struggling with. It's so farking ~aggravating~. Today I managed not to give in to either bad choice, eating poorly or smoke, but by ghod it was a struggle. Some times minute to minute. I know as soon as my blood sugar evens out (after a couple of days on the SB eating plan) and after the nicotine leaves the system (3 or so days), it *should* be easier, but I'm worried it won't be. The resolve will crumble, and I'll just end up in the same place all over again.
Waking in the morning the day seems full of possibility. Getting to the end of the day with everything intact though, is practically a miracle. Tomorrow I'll get up and try and do it all again, but bear with me over the next couple of days ... 'cause this shit is hard, yo ...
