As the days passes and one success followed another I already thought this would end as a smooth ride. Today I realised even such a simple thing has it hard moments. Normally I would ‘celebrate’ the coming weekend by vegging out on the couch. TV on, bag of crisps at hand. Today the ‘natural’ urge came up and I already started looking around for food to eat, when I noticed the clock. Too late. I now had to make a conscious decision: eat something or go for a success. I settled on a third option: I delayed the decision by doing some more work and then some more. Now it’s time for bed and no use to start eating. Winning by self deception.
