Day 11- Vodka soaked French Fry

Today was a hard day. Gosh, to say hard seems like a huge understatement. I really want my food back for some reason today. I thought I was doing well.... and then the cravings come back. I fought through and I didn't go back. I did however, text my trainer begging him to add food. He said 21 days is how long this usually takes.... 21 days? Are you kidding me? I have 10 more days of the most bland food on the planet?!? The answer is yes. Sometimes I think it's easier to throw in the towel.

I did get to walk around the mall today. I finally bought a new pair of sneakers. Yes I got a pair of shape-ups. The way I figure it, that it won't hurt and if they do what they are supposed to do it will only help when I walk on the treadmill or lift. They can't hurt. I definitely fell it walking already.

I know this is a late post. I was getting help from a friend and then I got home only to find out another friend was in need. I guess it's really good I'm not drinking anymore. At this points I'm "11 days sober" I don't miss it that's for sure... well that's not true. I would take a vodka soaked French Fry at this point!

I took my friend to Waffle House (which thankfully is not a weakness of mine). He kept asking "Are you sure you don't want anything" I always declined and was proud. Eh... What's 10 more days anyway?