Oops. I caved. I’ve made numerous homemade healthy freezer meals the past few months. But tonight I just wanted a cheesy slice of delivery pizza. It’s been a craving for awhile.

And Brad is no help…he loves pizza more than me. Instead of “no honey…we will feel better eating the homemade freezer casserole you worked hard to make”, I think he inwardly cheers when I say “How about delivery tonight?” It is rare when we eat out. I think he knows to jump at the chance when I’m willing to go astray from my grip on our meal plan.

So I eat 3 slices of pizza and I feel like I’m going to burst. I used to be able to crush half a pizza on my own easy. But pizza craving has been satisfied. I’m in bed at 8:30pm and if I get a good sleep, I’ll make a compromise of running 6k instead of 4k in the morning and I will have salad for lunch…