Read this post.
Now, I will tell you about how I recently made an exception.
(Scott was not with me and that does not make it his fault, but I definitely see the "strength in numbers" deal again.)
I ate a pastry. It was from Something Different in A-town. It was pretty freaking amazing too.
I told myself it was okay. We were eyeball-deep in work stuffs and I thought I "deserved" it. I guess one good-but-bad thing was, that I was totally aware of what I was doing. It was not mindless or automatic. I felt myself make the choice to eat the pastry. I was aware. So, that part was pretty cool, looking back.
Ugh. Live and learn. Trying to change.
**I had such bad stomach issues that night, along with an eczema flare up that I guess I really did get what I "deserved".**