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Cherry-licious

It stared at me.

I stared at it.

I reached into the freezer and held it in my hands:

The remants of a pint of Wegman's brand Cherry-licious ice cream. 

I stared at it.

It stared at me.

I caved. I completely, absolutely caved. The excuses came rolling into my brain: "We're going to be gone for a week!", "1/2 eaten ice cream in the freezer is gross- no one wants to see that", "It'll be bad by the time I can eat it!".

Now, in my defense, I'm quite certain it was about 1/4 of a cup- there really wasn't much in there. Roughly 140 calories and 14 grams of sugar. It's not great, but I feel like if I were going to fall into the sugary temptation, this wasn't the worst I could do. I've passed up sugary drinks, donuts, candy in multiple bowls at work, sundaes... All of it.

So yeah, I ate a little bit of ice cream. Big deal. I'm not going to let this drag me down to where I was before again, and I'm still going to continue on tomorrow (and even the rest of the night). This isn't a stumbling block, it was a graceful trip. :)

I'm posting just for the sake of accountability. The Bearded Wonder is at work, so it's just me and the pup, and I'm quite certain she doesn't care what I do/don't eat. I could've just let this be my secret. But, I made this commitment in "public", and darnit, I'll confess my sweet and cherry sins in "public".

That's all. Please don't flog me. :o)

xo
A Redhead

Edited to add: I will say, even though it's only been 9 days, I did notice that the ice cream was suuuuper sweet. I mean it was still delicious, and I did enjoy it, but it was really sweet. Like sweeter than I remembered it being. Maybe this stuff is working after all! ;-)

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  1. You should try to find an alternative. I've been having a lot of Yasso ice cream bars, satisfies my chocolate cravings without the loads of sugar.

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