I love food so much. It really does make me happy. I see people on shows like The Biggest Loser and they’ve gained weight because they’ve had loss or trauma in their life or they’re really depressed. I am none of those things. I've had (and continue to have) a wonderful life. I am not depressed. I just love food. I don’t eat when I’m stressed (I feel sick when I’m stressed), I don’t eat for comfort. I eat when I’m bored. I crave things when I’m PMS’ing and I don’t have willpower to resist.
I love food… and I don’t even have a problem with the fact that I love it.
Last night’s dinner was BBQ… it was pretty darn good. I tried the President’s Choice Splendido Butternut Squash Risotto. Really yummy!
Today’s breakfast was simple PB&B
Today also included more fruit salad
And I finally took a photo of my fake blueberry cheesecake (1/2c fat free cottage cheese, 1/2 scoop vanilla protein powder, 1/2c frozen blueberries and a package of splenda)
Last night was also spent doing this… (and now I shall figure out what I want to bake with it this weekend!)
Tomorrow is weigh in day. Wish me luck!