Sadly not the actual beach…the diet. Kind of. Except for the part where I cheat on it. Constantly.
I’m eating egg whites and peppers. I want a big fat chocolate chip muffin.
I’m snacking on celery. What cruel God created celery? What I want is freshly baked cookies and coffee with cream.
I’m choking down enough green salad to choke a horse. I want a big fat juicy burger with a side of greasy fries and mayo to dip them in.
For dinner it’s a chicken breast, goat cheese, tomato and asparagus. Should be more then enough but I’m still obsessing about the damn cookie.
Starting the south beach diet today seemed like a great idea last night, but right about now I would trade my favourite pair of shoes for a bowl of popcorn and a coke.
Sigh. I hate skinny people and the creators of all thing chocolate.
Screw it. I’m eating a cookie.
If you have any great South Beach Diet tips feel free to pass them along. I have the feeling I’m going to need all the help I can get.