Last night I wanted a snack. The only problem was I already had two snacks after lunch.
I couldn’t have three in one day…could I?
As I was resting on the couch watching T.V. my mind was consumed with food.
Should I just eat a third snack?
I get up, walk over to the closet, and stare at the hundred calorie packs on the top shelf.
Hmm which one should I eat? There are so many choices.
I already had the hundred calorie red velvet cake, and the hundred calorie chips.
I think I will have the…NOTHING! STEP AWAY FROM THE CLOSET. HAVE SOME SELF-CONTROL!
I shut the closet door, go back to the couch, and curl up under my blanket. I wrap it tightly around myself as if somehow that will prevent me from being able to get up and walk back over to the closet filled with snacks.
I turn up the volume on the T.V. and stare blankly at the screen as my mind slowly drifts back to the snack closet.
Don’t deny yourself; you want a snack so eat something!
NO! You aren’t even hungry. Don’t do it.
It’s a hundred calorie pack it doesn’t even count as a snack.
Who are you kidding? Of course it counts as a snack!
No I can do this!
I get up, walk past the snack closet, and head up to my room.
I put on my work out clothes and walk back downstairs.
As I once again pass the snack closet I can hear the snacks calling out to me.
EAT ME! They taunt.
I shake the thought out of my head and turn on my zumba game disk for my Wii and begin exercising.
That was close!!
Bikini body here I come!