Day-26: Banana Bread, Are You Serious?

You know it is love when you wife is truly excited and complimented by her husband's anguish.

On Sunday evening the Emmitt household was full of love. Beth baked banana bread and it smelled delicious, so savory, with a moist interior and crispy outer crust.  Beth's slice was all warm and fresh, a small chunk broke off. I wanted to eat it! Why shouldn't I be allowed to have just that one little quarter sized bite of bread? Oh yeah, because I still have 17-Days to go.

As I brought Beth her fresh slice of banana bread, coated with margarine, I told her the torture that it gave me. I told her how the bread was the closest thing I've actually came to eating since I started. I poured my heart out to her, letting her know that I had to take a deep breath and walk away before I failed.  My lovely wife, with all her compassion, clapped, grinner and said "Yay, something I baked almost made you fail," while giggling with excitement.

I didn't eat the banana bread, but I wanted to. I wanted to take the entire loaf, dip it in butter and shove it in my taste hole, but I didn't. I've wanted to do a lot of things over the past 26-Days that I have not done. Food to eat, details to pick at, comments to mock, employees to scold, signs to ignore, blogs to skip, conversations to pass up and thoughts to be left unexplored are just a few of the things I would have done different if not for Lent. How much different, I can 't be sure, but it would have been different and not for the better.

Random Notes: Started the day at 195 lbs, finished around 1,800 calories.