...I ate a cream-puff

Let me explain. I didn't want to, I really didn't.

So I went to this dessert social for the grad program I want to get into (my interview went really well, for those of you who have been following. I won't hear anything for about 3 weeks, so let's see if I can break 195 before they call. Haha). At this social there's a biiiig long table of desserts that the current students made for the prospective cohort. Very sweet of them! Literally.

So, I'm watching as all of these other women are just piling on the desserts. I have absolutely no interest in eating any of them. I'm at an all-time low today and I do NOT want that to turn around for my last weigh-in tomorrow morning. But, I'm not going to be that girl. So I take a mini cream-puff, a mini-cheesecake (about one square inch of cheesecake) and this homemade swiss-cake roll thing.

I ate the puff and the cheesecake and half of the roll.

I have to tell you that until this point in my life I would have easily taken a full plate of desserts and thought absolutely nothing of it. I might have had a full plate and had one MORE of the thing I liked best.

For the first time in my life, I felt disgusted by food without nutritional value. I had always been confused when I read nutritionists or athletes or in extreme situations bulimics or anorexics discussing their feelings about "bad" food and how "bad" food is gross.

I had absolutely no desire to eat more. This is a pretty huge step for me in my fight against over-eating. :)

Tomorrow morning will be my last post for awhile. I'll try to find computers on tour, but we don't come back into the area until March 20th :( So I won't get a valid weight until the 21st.

As always, thanks for reading, I appreciate the support, even if it's silent. <3