I started today off with a bowl of Cheerios, which was, as I discovered the hard way, doused in milk that was past its prime

I didn’t puke or anything, but it was an unpleasant way to start my day.

Especially because I was all proud of myself for not going to Tim Hortons, and instead picked up milk on my way into work so I could have a nutritious breakfast. I ended up nauseated and hungry. (A lone banana is a bullshit breakfast.)

Three days into consciously eating better and tracking and I am grumpy to the max. I suspect this has a little to do with not getting enough sleep this week (and the whole milk debacle) , and a lot to do with turning down the junk food . Sure, the first couple of days are all la-dee-da, yay I am eating better w00t me. Then it gets harder. Then grumpy p4p makes an appearance.

Luckily, I have been through this before and know that it will pass eventually. Until then I will probably be bitchy, and also resentful towards people who don’t have to try to be a healthy weight. Damn them.

I want a cookie.

And by a cookie I mean an entire box of oreos, just so we are clear.

Tomorrow I am going to use some of those flex points and have a pizza and movie date with my friend. And it shall be glorious.