I was in terrific spirits. Until I hit a brain drain.
what is wrong with me?
why do I even try?
I am gaining it all back
I can't do this
I don't deserve to buy any new clothes
Now I can't enjoy myself
Everyone but me knows the truth
I have been fat
I will be fat
I "weighed in" at weight watchers. It wasn't good news.
The number on the scale unleashed a barrage of flying monkeys. My stinking thinking was relentless and unkind. It was as if we brought along a mean girl on our road trip. She even said the "F** word."
After three and a half hours of straining to listen to my daughter over the voices in my head, the hotel receptionist handed us two steaming hot chocolate chip cookies.
"Stupid cookie" I said and ate it quickly before I could change my mind.
The stupid cookie wasn't even good.
This week I am planning to "move more, eat healthy" as per my weight watcher leader and equally important "silence the stinking thinking."
What triggers your inner mean girl?