I lean against the train walls, taking in the fragrant smell of fried chicken. A plate of KFC chicken thigh comes to mind. I'm torn! I just started my gym workout again today, after what seemed like eternity. How can this happen to me???
The very smell of food sends rambles in my stomach. Hunger signals sent to my brains & automatically the mind associates with KFC! Virtually mapping the way to the food chain at the interchange i'll be alighting at, i'm torn. Giving in to my craving would mean defeat, of time mind over my new found motivation to continue my gym workouts. Should i or should i not?
One part of me says "it's just for one day" another debates "don't give in, look for a healthier option".
In the midst of all the debates going on within my head, i sniffed the airconditioned coach i was in & alas, no fried smell, only foul smell or sweat & foul swears heard. My cravings creeped out of the station we last stopped at, as it's nowhere to be smelt now. Adios temptasion!
