The musings and misadventures of a chubby chick attempting to cross the Atlantic by foot.
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
How do you eat a Reece's Peanut Butter Cup?
Amazingly, I kept a food journal today. I haven't done that in forever. It makes a difference. It really, really does, which often keeps me from doing it. Sad, huh? This type of accountability is simultaneously repulsive and relieving. Earlier, I tweeted that I turned down a Reece's peanut butter cup because I didn't want to have to put it in my food journal and that is the God's honest truth. I smelled it, looked at it, drooled for it...but I chose not to eat it. I was present because I had to be. Accountability, today anyway.
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