Why do we call food that is BAD, BAD, BAAAAD for us treats and indulgences? I guess back in the day, eating out was a treat cause it was rarely done. But now, for many homes, eating IN (and not delivery, but actual home-cooked meals) is the rarity.
Anyway, Hubs told me this morning he wanted pizza for supper. The initial plan was, I was going to make it myself-using fresh, whole-food-ish ingredients. Did I? Obviously not. By the time supper time rolled around, I had talked myself out of cooking and we opted for the above vice instead. I loooooovvvvveeeee the crust and cheese! I should not eat the crust and cheese! Not to mention the grease. Yuck!
The simple truth is, I cannot eat that much wheat or processed junk if I want to feel good. To make matters worse, I somehow pulled a muscle in my shoulder/neck area and it has been killing me for days. Tonight's "indulgence" is just going to increase my inflammation and overall feeling of "ick".
Yes, I know I am only human and can expect to "fall off the wagon" a time or two until some new lifestyle habits are fully developed, but I simply cannot afford to.
So, I guess, here's to getting up and trying again!