This has been a tough weekend, diet-wise. I don’t think that I fell that far off the wagon, but I certainly went over my calorie count and my step count has bottomed out. It didn’t help that the weather has been brutally frigid and the wind has whipped up dunes of snow hip-deep. The sun hasn’t been shining much, and I think the cumulative meteorological phenomenon of a mid-Canadian has gotten me down. Instead of no wine or one glass of wine, I’ve satisfied myself with two. I’ve craved stir fried rice and baked potato and red meat, which I’ve eaten in moderation. Last night, I ate a small bowl (okay, to bowls) of homemade caramel pecan popcorn. It was so damned good. Sweet…

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