- Sunday night you write the list. Chicken, egg whites, salad. Nothing you actually want.
- Monday goes great. Tuesday too.
- Thursday blows up, and you eat the thing you've been secretly wanting all week.
- The week feels blown, so screw it. You'll start fresh Monday.
- And every time, you decide the problem is you.
It was never you. Nobody ever taught you how to eat healthier without putting yourself in food jail.