i came home late last night after a grueling workout class and a delightful sushi dinner with my bff and was madly craving something super delicious. something cold and caloric and ice cream-esk. something just really bad for me.
so … i cut open that pesky cantaloupe that’s been giving me the evil eye as it sat on the kitchen counter for a few too many days this week. yes, this is obviously a far cry from the fabulous frozen treat i so desired, but i was pretty pleased with my decision-making skills.
score one for the little health angel doing celebratory flips on my shoulder!