Guess my resolution for this year must be slowly delayed. I have told myself to lose 2 kg everymonth. I keep telling myself that I would start on the juice diet today and today has gone on to the next day, and the next day, and the next. Today is no shining example. My colleague enticed me with a promise that if I come to lunch with them today, they would give me a treat. And guess what? I was treated to a sumptious feast of fish head curry, rice and watermelon juice.
I have no issues with the watermelon juice. I ignored the rice too. But I just can't stop myself from scooping spoonfuls after spoonfuls of the golden spicy gravy into my mouth. I attacked the vegetables floating in the curry and could not resist the smooth, soft flesh of the fish head. I am so ashamed of myself, but at the same time secretly enjoying myself. Ah, this must how the forbidden fruit taste like. Bitter and sweet at the same time. Bitter and sweet feelings all at once.
As if a punishment for being naughty, a splash of the gravy woke me up. I received some nicely splattered gravy on my blouse and I stopped my day dreaming immediatey. As I hasten to clean up the damage, I scolded myself severely for overeating again.
Tommorrow seems like a good day to start my juice diet, no?
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