It's been building up for days.
I first felt the twinge last week, with my inexplicable, uncontrollable craving for red meat.
It was encouraged by unexpectedly going out to dinner with friends.
It gained traction by my giving in to my desire for chocolate cake.
It picked up speed with my drive-thru dinner of a double-decker fish sandwich combo at Rallys, and my late-night "snack" of leftover pasta with cheese and garlic.
Now some well-meaning but subconsciously evil person has brought in some fresh-baked cookies from Paradise Cafe, and they smell good. My mouth is watering just thinking about them.
Even if I can resist the sweets, now my hunger for deep-fried food is rising up like a bubbling cauldron of boiling oil. The fast food yesterday was go greasy, but slid down the gullet so well. I'm going to have to crank away on the exercise bike until the feeling passes, or I'm likely to do some serious damage to the Chinese buffet by my house. Big plates of General Tso's Chicken, coconut shrimp, mei fun noodles, and a bunch of sticky steamed rice. Then go across to Dairy Queen for a hot fudge sundae. Sounds so good, but holy mother of Buddha, is it ever bad for me.
I wish I knew why, after so many weeks of discipline and adherence to a diet and exercise plan, I'm suddenly ready to dive headfirst into my old eating habits. I'm so close to my goal; just want to lose another 7 pounds between now and the middle of November. If I can manage that, I will be in good shape for my trip and for the holidays. I just have to keep it together for a little bit longer.