Dying a slow death

Yes. it's one of those days.

Where exaggeration is the only form of expression I am capable of using.

some days you just need to let it all out.  

i'm dyinggggggggggggggggg.

dying a LOT.

not physically.  physically - i feel super-amazing.

but my miiiiiiiiiiind.  my mind is telling me that i neeeeeeed.

i'm not even sure what i need.  cuz - like i said - physically, i'm solid.

but the temptations.  arghhhhh the temptations.  the anxiety.  the countdown.
THAT DREADED COUNTDOWN. lol seven more dayyyyyyyyyyys.  blahhhhhhhhh! LOL

why is it always the last week that is absolute excruciating torture????  LOL

i wish we could all sit down in a room somewhere, and just talk. just go around the circle and tell each other exactly what we want to eat, and describe the taste and texture!!!! and exactly how we know how it would satisfy us and exactly how wonderful it would be!!!!!  i know exactly what i would describe right now and i can see it in my mind!  yummmmmmmm!

but THEN..... i want us to all go around again - and remind each other that the satisfaction would last for 10 seconds, and then.... what?  it would not be worth it.  that what we're doing is so much better.  that each day we're making the choice to be healthy and conquer our temptations and look better and feel better and think clearly and grow past that "i want it now so i'm gonna have it now" childish way of thinking that got us here in the first place.

that this is valuable... what we're doing.

that we're going through these trials as lessons.

that we're growing and changing.

that it's so much better than a chocolate bar, or a slice of cake, or any other snack you can mention.

that seeing the proud look on your family's face when you tell them you're down another pound.... jumping up and down with your kids when you've hit another goal.... getting a high five for another week of endurance....   how can that ever compare with a bag of junk food?

so  huh!  i guess i'm not dying, after all.

i'm living... abundantly :)