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Last night I had a WICKED craving for Cheesesteak.  

Living in cheesesteak country is hard.  There is literally a stand or restaurant on every corner out here.  The urge hit me hard as I was driving to the gym.  It took every ounce of willpower I had NOT to stop my car along the way and stuff myself until I exploded in delicious greasy, cheesy ecstasy.  The victory in making it to the gym was so gratifying.  I didn’t make a bad choice.  I didn’t listen to my inner fat-demon.  I went to yoga and relaxed like a good girl.  Then I came home and had a protein shake and healthy dinner, showered and went to bed.  I woke up feeling stronger.


Amanda: 1 

Fat Demon: 0