I Had a Dream

If you think this is going to be an inspirational post... well, maybe not so much, LOL. I did have a dream though. Last night I dreamed about food and exercise. Now, the dreaming part that centered around exercise, that was good right? Right, it was. However, it's the food part of the dream that went a little sideways. I wasn't dreaming about eating salads and such, no, no, no... I was dreaming about Pizza and Chinese food... oops. LOL Now, this type of thing does seem to happen to me when I'm making a drastic lifestyle change no matter how much for the better it is. Several years ago when I quit smoking I would dream of clouds of smoke, sitting in a room full of cigar smoking men (like that's a good thing, even when I smoked I hated the smell of cigars). In my 30's when I was on a serious goal-oriented diet like I am now, I dreamed of eating marshmallows and woke up to find the edges of the pillow were suspiciously damp. Luckily, my pizza and Chinese dream didn't result in any gnawed on bedding, and I'm still on track with my calorie/nutrition goals still. I could do without the eating part of the dream though. I am going to have to focus more on thinking about the exercise side of my goals when I go to bed from now on, and hopefully my dreams will stay on the same healthy track as my waking hours.