My Kryptonite

kryptonite

It’s Friday.

It’s rainy.

It’s dark, and dank, and nasty outside.

It’s travel time for Lori.

It’s commute-to-work time.

It’s rant-in-the-car time.

It’s not bad-rant-in-the-car time, just rant-in-the-car time.

It’s time to check in at the office, but first, a drive through the BK fantasy lane to get a sausage biscuit and a coffee with cream and splenda.

Let’s see, how many good eating rules did I violate this time?

Let’s not go there.

Did I mention the weather is nasty today?

Any port in a storm, right? And any excuse to eat what I should not eat, right?

I think sausage biscuit sandwiches from BK might just be my Kryptonite.

In support of my vow to live a healthier life, eat better, maintain a little integrity in my food plan and be honest with you, my readers, I’m ‘fessing up this morning.

I sometimes do not make good food choices.

Shocker, I know.

Today, I am not Superman.

Double shocker, I know!

It is what it is. At least I did not eat sausage gravy on biscuits, right?

I’ll make a better choice at lunch time.

I am not defeated, or depleted. 

I will have another meal today, and next time, I will do better.  End of story.  We now return you to your regularly scheduled day.