Close call

Whew! Close call this afternoon. I was in Albertson's shopping, had just finished my workout, was famished and ate an apple, but was so hungry, it actually hurt. (HALT????) Turned into what was the beer aisle and I honestly have to say if they had had a big Fosters on sale, I don't know if I would have crumbled. But something in me said no, I just do not want to go there again. Think of the kids, my family the holidays. My self. And I have had absolutely NO cravings at all since my relapse! See how insiduous this is? It strikes w/o warning and we almost never see it coming. I'm sober and I'm not crazed over food. Score one for the Gipper! Vicki

Good for you .... Cyndee