Feb 26

Written by: Mark Carboni
2/26/2009 6:49 AM

 

Well, I have not had great success in the goal of dropping more weight. I have kinda hit the flat line where I have not been able to break through to the next  number system. Now, mind you, I have not been working out on my lunches like I had in the past so that I am sure helps to keep my metabolism working at a slower pace too.

I try to maintain a light dinner, thus the chicken breast festival this week but I came across in the store these pink and white marshmallows. Now, they were not in the normal marshmallow section - next to the jello no these were with the taco shells, salsa and other Mexican can goods ... they were sitting there heaped on the shelf and for some reason I just felt compelled to buy Mexican Marshmallows.

Now I have to tell you I do believe they are laced with cocaine, because I could not stop eating them. Seriously!?! I had consumed nearly the entire bag at one setting. I did not dip them in chocolate or rub Nutella on them or put them in the microwave to see them grow large and taste like hot spun cotton candy (cuz sometimes I will do that with a marshmallow) ... just straight out of the bag and down the tube to the vast pit known as my tummy.

So, I have to decided if I am going back to the store to get my fix .... I think I need them, must have them, will die without them... I am hooked, addicted and craving pink and one inch by inch pillows of refined sugar.

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