What is it about the idea of going away somewhere for a few days that makes you feel as if you have no control whatsoever over your food choices…hmmm. I think it can be a relief to just not beat yourself up about it on a constant basis. What do you think? I can’t imagine what it would be like for food to just be fuel to me or to be able to eat healthfully in an instinctual way without tracking everything that goes in your mouth. Anyway, I’m off to transylvania so maybe I’ll get bitten by Dracula – I’ve never seen a fat vampire so that’s something!