Alright, I've successfully managed to be off fast food for three weeks now. I haven't cheated. I don't count Buffalo Wild Wings as "fast food," and even though I went there, I got grilled chicken rather than fried. I've stuck to eating at home unless I grab a salad at the salad bar at school, and have replaced many snacks with apples...they are still my friend if accompanied with a slight swipe of peanut butter.
Julie (my Kitchenaid mixer) did make a second cake, but I've been limiting myself to one piece a day--if even that. I'm surviving and I'm not actually missing the fast food. I saw a commercial for chicken nuggets today...and I didn't even lust after them. Actually, I think I was more addicted to the dipping sauce than I was to the actual nugget itself.
In other news, but still in the category of progress and change, I have also gone to the gym every week day we've been back in school. So three weeks, no fast food, two weeks, gym. I keep it to an hour a day because I get bored. Tonight I lucked out to get the bike with the television attached to it. Thank God. It gave me something to focus on--other than the fact I was sweating and not eating.
All in all, I am happy with these transitions. It's funny how easily I was able to make these little adjustments after trying to convince myself for years that they would be detrimental to my schedule and routine. Hello laziness; you're yet to be missed.
All for now. An apple is calling my name.
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