FOOD TRUCKS...

Yesterday I spent the day with amazing friends this is after having an endoscopy done to clear me for my surgery. (which I am totally cleared)  The triple date was fun had by all, but I found myself literally in the most sinful place a person who is on a liquid diet should be.  A line of FOOD TRUCKS! 

This was hard, the smells alone made me ache for just a lick, a lick... I'm writing this and disappointed in myself.  Did I cheat? Nope not one time, I drank my water and chewed my sugar-free gum like some sort of addict.  The worse part was I literally yelled at my close friend to eat her hot dog.  Seeing the hotdog just sitting there while she debated how to eat it, I lost it,  I just yelled "EAT IT."   This was officially my crazy lady moment of the day. I have since apologized for my emotional outburst. 

So today, I'm spending my day in my house where it doesn't smell like food, I can down my 4 protein shakes and chicken broth later (yum, the best part of my day as far as food is concerned)  without my senses getting overwhelmed by food reminders. 

Of course, I remind myself that I did not in fact give into the food truck temptation, but I still feel like I cheated, I think because I had such an emotional reaction.  Yesterday just reinforced why I am getting this surgery.  I want to control my life and food needs to not be in control anymore.