It started when I took a bag of trail mix to work. The damn thing was calling to me all morning, I had a few hand fulls and thought nothing of it. After lunch, same voice, same result. Later last night Sal went to bed early and I started munching, strawberries, popcorn, then more trail mix and a cupcake Brandyn made. Add in a grape pop and I felt horrible after heading to bed.
Today it was a handful of grapes for breakfast, coffee, some cheese and crackers at lunch and a normal supper. I took Cecelia this morning just to add some punishment, 1 gear in the wind today was a good workout. I just came back from a 10 mile ride in Westfort in shorts which felt really nice for a change. Now I just have to stay away from the kitchen for a few hours. Just like any addiction I guess, you can fall off the wagon pretty easily, I think I landed right under the damn thing last night.