From the moment I opened my eyes this morning, I was tempted. ALL DAY LONG I had cravings! It was rough.
Have you had days like this?
I got through it until about three o’clock. That’s when my car drove straight into a gas station. No, I was not in need of petro. I was in “need” of chocolate. I fell WAY off the proverbial wagon. My purchase included Hostess cupcakes and a Three Musketeer’s bar, both of which I promptly ate the minute I got home. My mind went blank. I used none of the tools that I have to fight off cravings — I just gave in.
What did I get out of this plunge into a vat of sugar? Absolutely nothing, unless you count an incredible thirst that couldn’t be quenched, a horrific case of cotton mouth, and a tongue that felt like it was 4 inches thick. It was disgusting. I felt disgusting. Of course, my blood sugar rose, and I went into a carb coma. Sleeping the day away, is not my idea of fun, so I fought it. I set my alarm for 30 minutes. When it screamed at me, I got up. No remorse, I told my frustrated self. Hop back on the wagon and move along with the day.
It’s now almost 10 p.m. My mouth is still dry and I’m drinking water like a nomad in a desert. I’ve reviewed my day and realized that the number one thing that I did wrong was skip lunch. I had a list of errands that would choke a horse, and I paid more attention to the list than I did to myself.
Take care of #1. As Type 2 diabetics, we know that’s what has to happen to be successful at winning each battle. I didn’t do it.
Tomorrow’s another day. I WILL do the right thing — use my tools, eat ON TIME and properly! It will be a good day.
I can do this!!!!!