There I was waiting for the 2 train at the 34th Street station. Feeling pretty proud of myself because I had stuck to my healthy eating plan all day. No meat, no sweets or fried anything. Maybe I was a little too proud.
Suddenly out of nowhere, two totally unrelated walked up to stand on either side of me. Both women, and both eating out of fast food bags. One had chicken strips fresh from the fryer. The other was eating a Pretzel Dog. Now I like fried chicken strips, but I love love love pretzel dogs.
My mouth began to water. I pressed my lips and eyelids shut and prayed for the train to roar into the station. It did after three of the longest minutes ever.
But I made it home to my gluten-free, 0% transfat, 100% vegetarian Indian dinner.
Hopefully I will gain health, lose weight, and get a few extra turns around the sun out of my
suffering new attitude.
Ciao for now.