Here We Go Again…

…a plethora of articles on dieting. It’s after Passover, after Easter, and it’s assumed we over-ate. They assumed correctly. At least in my case. But it wasn’t overeating for me as much as it was over-candying (I know, that’s not a word… 🙂 ). I didn’t stop at the dark chocolate bunny’s ears yesterday; I ate right on through to his cute little bunny nose and whiskers. Realizing what I was doing, I put him aside, only to be called by the large peanut butter egg nestled next to him. I only ate half of that. That brought it down to an eight ounce size. And I’m up  a couple of pounds. It was all in good fun, right?

Now I’m being bombarded with guilt everywhere I look. An article online blares something like “A Thousand-And-One Different Ways To Fight That Blubber.” One of them is to drink broth. I can’t. It reminds me of prepping for a certain medical procedure that is not quite pleasant and involves always being near a bathroom. This article also says to eat protein at every meal. That I can do–I have an assortment of chocolate breakfast bars. (I love my chocolate.)  Another tactic is to try is to trim down portions. So I eat a few less Jelly Bellys every hour, big deal.

I know one thing, though. Once all the goodies are consumed–which could take all of two days–I can really watch what I eat. But then summer starts with Memorial Day at the end of May, and all of those wonderful barbeques. I’ll make sure, though, to begin each gorge-fest with a salad. This way I won’t feel so guilty when all of those “Blast That Belly” summer articles come out. And I’ll end each meal with a piece (yeah, right) of dark chocolate. After all, it is supposed to be good for you.

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