It's that UPDATE time of day

The Crown - AWESOME!

Nails - not so good -- horrible actually, so I get a free one next time.  Long story. UGH!

Diet - close call.  Today was first-world-problem stressful and I want to eat away the angst.  There's a ton of sharp cheddar (3 varieties) hanging out in my refrigerator.  Calling me.  Beaconing me. Taunting me.  I came as close as the door open and reaching for the cheese.  It was SUPER CLOSE.  I resisted for now.  Only 50% confident at this juncture.

Why the back pedal??  DAMN ACCOUNTABILITY!  I can't lie on the STUPID MFP and I definitely can't log a block of cheese.  One slice will be an epic slide.  I know it.  At least I can see that far ahead.  We are at the height of the witching hours.  Only a few more hours and I'll have it beat.  Hanging on by a thread.

I even thought of reasons-I-could-quit the Challenge.  Cravings are powerful (but only if I listen to them - yeah, yeah).  So more accountability -- posting true confessions here -- or trying not to have a true confession post.

The rest of the night is chill.  Dinner will be easy (and tasty).  Lots of stuff taped on the old TIVO.  Early-ish night tonight since I have an early class tomorrow and didn't sleep well last night (this time I can't blame hubby - he was virtually snore-free).

What is interesting about logging calories is I'm resisting eating anything until dinner -- even compliant stuff.  If I have such a big craving, I normally eat something compliant to get me through.  Not the best choice perhaps.  But what is better -- compliant food or a binge slide??  The best is nothing (duh) but sometimes all I can muster is "better."  I would be surprised if I continue to log food after this challenge.  Even though MFP is a really awesome app -- super user friendly and "smart" about the things you want to do.  I like my FOOD FREEDOM.  As I said before, every day becomes a beat-the-numbers game -- plays too much into my all-or-nothing tendency.

Okay folks.  Thanks for listening and for your very silent pep talk lol (I would about drop dead if someone actually "found" me here in the bloggasphere -- clearly I can't spell either).

Wish me luck.  Wish me strength.  Wish me to keep my pie-hole shut until dinner.