My two little angels

Hey Everybody!
Mondays! I just didn't feel like getting up this morning, but I had to do laundry and at 5 a.m. I have the whole laundry room to myself. So that helped me get out of bed and go run. I ran all over the neighborhood - couldn't tell you the mileage. I ran for about 45 to 50 minutes at a very slow pace. Just enjoying the sunrise and cool air. I noticed tons of people are selling their homes. I wonder if they know something I don't.

I know that most of you have children, right? Well, normally I feel like the odd man out because I have no input during conversations. But I can honestly say that Saturday after the run, and throught the rest of the weekend, I had to deal with two bickering little angels of my own.
After the run, I go to Borders. Haven't been their in a while so I am looking forward to some quiet time and reading. In line at the coffee shop and there, in front of me at chin level is a display for raspberry chocolates. (I forget the brand name) Suddenly and without warning, the first angel shouts, "Get one!" I look around to see if maybe the lady in front of me has a child with her. No. She's alone. "Get two!" No, it wasn't the clerk behind the counter. "What the hell, get three!" Another voice chimed in at about this time. Calm and clear. "Focus." I barely heard it to be honest with you. So, I had three. And they were good. And a coffee. I was falling off all kinds of wagons, tricycles, buggies....anything with wheels. I managed to leave there without spending anymore money. All was well until my mind drifted to the thought of ice cream. "Marble Slab!" "Stop It!", I shout back. "Focus." "You shut up too!" Could you believe, they actually have the power to read minds! I was fine for a bit until I heard faint whispers. Almost inaudible unless one were to attune their ears to key in on the evaporating words. "Seafood Gumbo. Chicken Fajitas Nachos. Shrimp Fettucini. Pasta Fagioli." That evil little angel was naming all my favorite foods!
"I can't eat all those foods. I am in training!" And then they stopped. No more taunting and teasing. I managed to drive back Ridgeland with my regimen in tact. Until I got to County Line Rd. "Yeah... but you gotta eat." I had a hankering for a huge Cheeseburger with all the fixings. Luckily,the two angels were arguing so loud that I missed my turn into Sonic and kept driving towards my apartment. But then the one angel - you know the one- made this loud comment about how the Waffle House was just past the next light and then they went at it again! But I ignored them. My old self would have given in to all those listed, but my new self knew how far I had come. And she doesn't want to start all over again.

This weeks lesson: Self-sabotage. Stop doing it. You may not realize you do it, but if you notice yourself in the exact same place and not moving forward, you're more than likely sabotaging yourself. It takes time to correct. Last year, I would have been all over that list of food and gained all my weight back, trying to lose again. Just keep your eyes on the prize ladies and gents. We're in this together.

Don't worry, I'll still bring the dark chocolate... You don't expect me to go cold turkey, do you?!