around cookies, particularly Girl Scout cookies. Since Monday morning, I have indulged in two, that's right, two full boxes of Samoas cookies. That's a total of 30 cookies. That is a total of, are you ready, 120 grams of fat, in cookies alone. I feel terrible. And not just the mental ramifications of eating that many cookies. Physically, I feel as though I've consumed a lot of waxy, coconuty, fake chocolate pain. My belly is just churning. CHURNING!This was a valuable lesson. I really need to cut out sweets from my life. I always over indulge and I wonder why I have had a lot of trouble keeping the weight off (not taking into account my new, sedentary lifestyle).
So no more. No more cookies. No more fat, nasty thighs, belly, and rear-end. I've got to take control of this because I'm not happy with myself, certainly not after eating all those cookies. I realize that these items can be enjoyed in moderation, but my brain knows no moderation when it comes to stuffing my face with desserts.
Goodbye my lover, goodbye my friend. You have been the one, the one that made me fat!
