I almost sabotaged the work I've been doing on lowering my blood sugar today. My sugar was higher than I wanted it to be this morning so I'd been mulling that over. Then when I had a little upset I ran for the bag of potato chips that shouldn't even be in my house.
My plan, if you could call it that, was to give up on myself and happily munch away without giving my health a second thought. I was on the way to my couch.. bag of chips in hand.. when my phone rang. Damn. It was my friend. The one who I call my *sponsor*. The one who helps keep me on track. How did she know??? I put the chips away and we talked about smart choices.
This is all so new to me and I have a lifetime of bad choices for wrong reasons to break. I need to get these chips out of my house though. It's easier to make good choices when there aren't bad choices tempting me. The thing is that Mr. Skittles likes chips and I thought I could be strong. I can't be. Not this soon into things.
I normally ride my exercise bike 25 minutes a day. I will add one minute for each comment I get on this post. (One comment per person, please. :P) I'll do this number every day until it resets with a new post.