The Last Strong-hold...

is my creamer and my DD ice coffees. There are few things in this world that I enjoy as much as an orgasm: synthetic french vanilla creamer in my morning coffee, and a dunkin donuts ice coffee are two of them, and I like them multiple times a day.

I have spent most of my spare time, recently, reading up on eating paleo. I've been purging the house of non-paleo foods (pretty much anything in a can or box that didn't grow in the ground or come from a mother). The last two dinners I prepared using lean grass fed beef left my family drooling for more. Tonight I made lean burgers and sauteed up some sweet onion and red pepper strips in extra virgin olive oil. Honestly, one of the most delicious things I've ever eaten. It's not really all that hard to eat like this, as long as the food is in the house to prepare. I'm eating 3 meals a day and not feeling hungry...hell must be freezing over.

My only complaint about my new lifestyle is the unexpected, and also instantaneous, urge to poop that seems to come at the LEAST opportune times (such as minutes before taking the group fitness stage to teach a class). I am convinced that since I am, pretty much, the last fitcon instructor who has not peed their pants then my penance will be that I am the first fitcon instructor to poop my pants on stage. I can't imagine a more perfect person for it to happen to. Bring on the roughage!

I have committed to "quitting" cancer-causing creamer and dunkin donuts, for good, on Sunday. It's my last strong hold. I can do without cereal, rice, bread, milk, yogurt, cottage cheese...but my daily, multiple, as-good-as-an-orgasm, DD ice coffee is incredibly heart breaking to stop. So this is what it feels like to be in an abusive relationship? (no, I don't really think it's comparable, but I hope you understand the metaphor. You know something is terrible for you, could possibly kill you, but you just can't seem to walk away. Make sense?)