Day ate I mean 8

To the point:
Ate a good breakfast, big salad at lunch with chicken burrito, no sweets which caused a headache and long nap wherein I therefore dreamed of Coke. Dinner was home made chili with cornbread. I ate a bowl of chili, one piece of cornbread and another large salad. And then another piece of cornbread which really wasn't a piece, it was a slab. A big one.

I drank more water today but I did not walk. I'm seeing a pattern. But it's so dern cold still! And that is why I also cannot use my elliptical. Errrhum.

I ran an errand with my son and we went past a McDonald's where the 1.00 Coke asked me if I wanted it and I said no. I came home proud of myself and while standing in the kitchen reminiscing over the whining that had just taken place in my ear by a child, I ate more slabs of cornbread, with butter, but these slabs were broken up so I had several to make sure I got one whole slab. Then I was thirsty so I washed it all down with a glass of milk and a shot of Kahlua.

Yep - there you have it. The butt ugly truth. More salad and water does not make an obedient girl.

Must try harder, but the words of Yoda ring in my ear - Do or do not, there is no "try".