Domino Effect

It's funny how one little slip up can have such a domino effect. Well, slip up is the wrong word, I was fully aware of what I was doing and made the conscious decision to do it. Last Friday night I was in the grocery store after work, and in addition to all the veggies & good stuff I was buying, I also bought a small container of peanut butter chocolate fudge cookies and a box of Kraft Dinner. I had been eating so well all week; lots and lots of veggies, combined with rice noodles or rice (as an aside -totally try black rice. It's quite tasty, with a nice chewy texture, and when you cook it it turns purple! That's reason enough in my world. Oh, and it's loaded with iron and fibre and nutrients, but PURPLE!) I was enjoying cooking every night, I loved chopping up all my ingredients beforehand (something I read on my foodie friend's food blog - thank you M! It seems so obvious but I've only ever chopped my ingredients as I've needed them. Chopping them up beforehand and having them in little colourful piles ready to go as soon as you need them really makes a huge difference in your cooking.) Most of all I loved eating my delicious and nutritious meals. I knew I was doing something really good for my body, and I was enjoying the food. Then came Friday, and that box of Kraft Dinner. I LOVE Kraft Dinner. LOVE it. If you're a Canadian no doubt you had KD quite a bit as a child, sometimes with ketchup and chopped wieners *memories*. I still love it as an adult. Anyway I hadn't had it in ages, and it was Friday night, and I'd been good all week, and it was on sale, so I figured what the hell, let's have a treat tonight! KD and a couple of peanut butter chocolate fudge cookies. Not very nutritious but I figured it was one night, no big deal. Well, the next day, I had some of the cookies for breakfast. Then I went to a friend's house to make vegan baklava (which was planned, I wasn't giving that up for anything.) I should have put most of the baklava in the freezer when I got home, but I ate half of it Saturday night, and the other half Sunday morning for breakfast. So by this point on the weekend all I'd eaten was crap. I've only just today gotten back on track. One little change in my food routine Friday night equals 4 days of not taking proper care of myself. How come that happens? Why is it so hard to stay on track after a little indulgence?