Food is like guys...

I love food. I won't deny it. I do. However, that relationship is kind of like guys - I'm always attracted to what is bad for me and may one day cause damage to my heart. I try to stay away. Many days in fact may go by as my will remains strong, but then my gaze will inadvertently pass the sweet chocolate face or the rippled body and I will again drool in a lust I can't refuse but to appease. I will lapse once more, indulge and rationalize that just one can't hurt me, or I walked so much today, or I'm not feeling well, or the sun isn't shinning, or the sun is too bright, or my favorite movie is on, or its a special occasion, or I'm on vacation, or well...