February 1, 2007

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  Temptation.

  Yesterday I bought a soda. I put in my fifty cents and I pushed the button.

  I thought I pushed it for the usual Diet Dr Pepper that I consume when I'm tired and I want caffiene to stay awake at 0400.

  But I didn't.
  My brain overroad automatically and I punched the Coca-Cola button. And then I stood there looking at that delicious red can laying in the little chute and almost cried.

  I wanted it.
  Bad.
  I still do.
  But I put it in the fridge and drank a bottle of water instead.

  * * *

  Mr Dog was sickly Tuesday and Wednesday. He didn't eat from Tuesday at 1100 until about 0645 this morning. He didn't drink from about 1100 Wednesday until the same time. Poor guy. I think his little puppy mouth is teethign and like a baby - he was lethargic, feverish and didn't  want to eat. I suppose I should just be glad that he wasn't whiney/crying all night.

  * * *

  Got measured and weighed officially on Tuesday.
  Down 10lbs or so, like I thought.
  My favorite stat? My hips/ass have lost over 4 inches but my waist has lots less than half an inch. Which is why my bigger sized pants require a belt to not give me plumber crack but my smaller size pants still don't button comfortably. Silly irregular weight loss.

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  J. leaves for Florida in the morning at about 0600 (or at least for the airport). Sucky weekend with just the dog. Maybe I will have some retail therapy?

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