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Whoa! Insanity! So, yesterday i finally gave in to Popeye's. I got a call from my hubby while he was on his way home from an evening class. I'm relaxing in my PJ's painting my fingernails and watching TV. I was really just OK with reheating some left over turkey patties we grilled the night before. But, he called and asked "What are we having for dinner?" Well, being in the good mood that I was, I just told him that I was just going to make myself a turkey quesadilla...or something. "I don't think I want leftovers...you want me to pick something up?" So, to prevent from making this a looong story, i'll just tell you that 30 minutes later he showed up with a bag of...you guessed it...Popeyes. To make the story worse, I even allowed him to fix my plate. 3 peices of chicken, mashed potatoes WITH the gravy, and a biscuit. By the way did you know these biscuits have over 200 calories alone? Anyways, the food was in front of me, and I ate it. No self control whatsoever. So lesson of this story? Don't let your husband/fiance/boyfriend/significant other, sway you from your focus. I know it's not like he maliciously tried to sabotage a weeks' worth of dieting, but he will never understand the severity of how I see this situation of my weight. And i will definitely NEVER let him fix my plate again! :) No worries though, all I can do is get back on the saddle and keep on ridin'....
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