And I Was Doing So Well

Okay, not that well, but . . .

I'm going to the gym. I've switched to Coke Zero. Bad name, good taste. I've even cut down to three Starbucks trips a week. And eliminated the pound bag of M&Ms from my Friday night ritual.

But today I'm sunk in a funk and struggling to get myself through to 4.30 and unable to focus on anything other than the contents of the vending machine. I've already given in to a Snickers bar craving. But I want more.

I need help.

And I should definitely not kill time by browsing the Barnes & Noble Web site (which, you know, is exactly what I'm about to do, credit cards be darned).