That damn delicious peanut butter chicken I made for my husband and son was calling my name. I still had a shake and half of bar to eat for today but I couldn't get past that peanut butter chicken... so I had some. I didn't over do it, I didn't finish it off like I could have. I tried to keep my "cheat" in check. And just because I had a half of breast of peanut butter chicken doesn't mean I failed or giving up.. it means I'm aware of what I ate and will move on.
I can do this! I can be thin!!
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