Road trips are a weight-watcher’s mine field. Even though I love the down time, scenery and photo ops, driving is so mindless and—dare I say it? boring, I look for anything to fill the void. Usually that’s food. Food in the form of (I hear a song coming on…)
Chips and brown ice cream and burgers and chicken. Candy and soda and stuff finger-lickin’. These are a few of my favorite things…
Darn those gas station/convenience stores and fast food joints!
Well, really, darn me, eh!? ‘Cause as the poem Invictus says, “I am the captain of my ship. I am the master of my soul.” So true.
So here’s what I’m packing (read: planning ahead to combat impulse eating) to take along:
- Bottled water (for me and for Finley)
- Boxed raisins
- Cheese sandwiches on little cocktail rye breads (festive!)
- OK, OK, some of the little chocolates I was gifted. A girl’s gotta celebrate!
What’s in your treat bag?
’Til tomorrow, stay confident and resolute! Happy road trippin’!