I have been so disciplined since April 23 of this year.
Not a single potato, nor bread, nor rice. No pasta or anything sweet. Have lost 13 pounds.
So no regrets when I devoured a yorkie at dinner. 15 grams of carbs down my throat in a few seconds.
And then, as we were cleaning up after dinner, I noticed that there was one, pitiful, deflated yorkie left in the muffin tin.
I’m not going to confess to having eaten a second one, but next thing I knew, it was gone!
So delicious! In my next life (after these 5.9 years are over), I’m going to eat ten!!
Now, back to my regularly-scheduled vegetables and salads.
Hugs to you all!