And so…
In my post last night, I wasn’t honest. It wasn’t intentional, but now that I ponder the reality, I realize that while I didn’t eat poorly while I was at my destination, it was the two day drive each way that was my undoing. I am generally not one to eat when I am bored, but apparently, car rides are a whole other animal for me. When I think back, I ate tons of nuts, chips, fast food (dogs make it difficult to sit down in a restaurant), but I made bad choices in those places when I could have made better ones.
Becoming self-aware sucks, sometimes. Hey, at least I know I will NEVER take a road trip like that again, therefor, no concerns about eating like that. Of course, that doesn’t really fix the underlying problem, does it? I have some work to do on myself.
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