I was so unorganised this last week that despite having pre-made dinners, I'd not prepped any lunches so I was managing to walk out the door with a couple of apples and oranges and a prayer that I wouldn't get too hungry. Also because it's the last week before pay day money is running on the tight side and I'd quickly run out of my much needed morning Innocent smoothie. It sort of feels like I've been going rogue!
So for the first time in weeks I bought my lunch and that is a mine field... I'd got it stuck in my head that I was going to have a pasta salad, and I might as well get a bottle of water because I was really thirsty. As I walked past the crisps, the thought was there, well... why not, they're wholegrain crisps and I've been doing really well, so in the pile they went. I skated through the rest of the store, grazing past all the chocolate and sweets, but just as I got near the tills... I fancy a yoghurt. This could have been easy, I could have said no, or I could have stuck to the Greek yoghurt selection - but no. I decided on a toffee yoghurt, a new one I'd never seen before - it's a treat, I like toffee and I don't eat it any more.
Well - I didn't enjoy it, it was sickly sweet and just too much for me, then if my taste buds were unhappy, my stomach soon followed suit. Apparently that kind of rubbish doesn't actually agree with me, in the slightest!
I'm still chocolate free - 26 days and counting. Do I get a badge at 30?