9:00 p.m., healthy low carb dinner had at 6 and the carb monster was whispering in my ear.
The only thing I had on hand was bread so toasted 2 pieces, slathered them in butter, put jam on one and peanut butter on the other.
All the while thinking "Bad idea, bad idea, you don't need this, you'll be in bed in half an hour, this will all just end up as fat, you're not hungry, yum butter, mmmm jam, you don't want this, mmmm peanut butter, crunchy toast, butter,. you're not hungry, oh yum ..."
Loaded them on a plate, licked my lips and before I could stop myself I went to the bathroom, tore them up and dumped them in the toilet and flushed.
And then chuckled, shook my head, wondered where THAT self control came from and made a cup of tea.
Had to tell someone - feeling very happy with myself.
I can't remember being THAT close to breaking my diet and stopping myself before the first bite.