Ed and I did not plan well last night. We both got home at 10 p.m. Neither of us had planned for a healthy dinner. Exhausted and not in the mood to start from scratch, Ed picked up some Chinese food on the way home.
Then an interesting thing happened: Not only did we have dieter's regret, we felt sick. Not food-poisoned sick, junk-food sick. Our bodies has gotten used to fruits and veggies and unprocessed food. They revolted when we downed the pu-pu platter for 2. We both still feel lethargic and kind of greasy on the inside this morning. I'm actually craving some veggies to purify my body.
Maybe this healthy eating is starting to take hold. Now, if I could just get addicted to exercise.