Spanishbelle’s BodyBlog

During my day, minding my diet, no problem.  As night begins to fall, something happens.  What is it about the fridge, my dark chocolate covered almonds, cookies and what have you that come alive at night?  It’s a horror story, haunting me.  I’m not sure how this ghost of night time eating has resurrected itself…again, but it has!  I would like to think I have the will power to keep these cravings and desires at bay, but last night…I indulged, once again.   240 caloreis, 16 grams of fat, 20g of carbs and 4 g. of protein.  Damn!

It’s not that I don’t know any better!  Isn’t it funny how you know better but you just don’t do better?  What I’ve come to find out is that everyone has some kind of ghost haunting them, or a monkey of some kind on their back.  The thing is, it could be a phase or a way of life.  And, once you’ve picked your poison it could be for a short-term or a life sentence.  As my ghost has laid itself to rest with this mornings sunrise and I stare at my dark chocolate covered almonds, no temptation whatsoever to indulge in their sinful sweetness, I wonder…WHY!!! 

So, for those of you who are haunted in the same manner, I have no solution!  I might detox, sweat it out in a corner, thrashing wilding like an ex-addict.  Maybe I’ll exercise a little, do some push-ups, work up a sweat and earn the chocolate covered almonds.  Maybe I’ll pick another posion, sex with hubby.  Sex instead of food.  Hmmm….wonder if he’d go for it.  I’m at a loss at the moment and it’s hours before night falls again…I’ve got time! 

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