Yesterday, the cookies were still in the hall, and I walked past them every time without touching.
Yesterday, I ate lunch in the Bistro and did not request a cookie basket or freak out about the different soup bowls.
Yesterday, I ran in the morning and biked to and from work.
Last night felt better than the 2 nights before it.
Go figure...loving one's body feels better then destroying it.
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