I ate the whole thing

If I were to rate my diet for the past two weeks, I would give myself an A+. And two nights ago, I proved it to myself: I had my first "I ate everything in sight" dream in a long time. When I am not making great food choices, I never have those dreams. But when I am being really good, I have them all the time.

And they are nightmares. The one two nights ago was a doozey. It started at Dairy Queen, continued at Billy's Bakery in Fairfield, and ended with a trip down the cookie aisles at Stop & Shop. I even bought three boxes of Chocolate Mints from an adorable little Girl Scout on my way out of the grocery story. This dream woke me up at 12:30 a.m., and I knew there was no way I was going back to sleep. So I got up and did some work.

I also watched some of Jorge Cruise's inspiring videos about his Belly Fat Cure diet, and one really hit home. He asks everyone following his plan to answer five questions, to print out the questions and answers, and then each morning and every night, reread and review the list. The questions put you in the future, once you reach your goal and are happy with the way you look.

Here are the five questions, without my answers, because they are too personal. At least for now; maybe I'll share in a few months. But I did what Jorge asked, and last night, before I went to sleep, I read the Q & A -- and thankfully did not dream about food. I also read the list again right before I wrote this post, and decided that I really do have some serious issues about food and body image. Nothing new here!

Jorge's big five:

1. What extraordinary things will people say to me.

2. How great will I look in my clothes?

3. How high will my energy be?

4. How much more love will I be able to give once I feel more alive?

5. How great will my life become once I lose the belly fat?

Hopefully, this Q&A will reinforce my desire to lose weight, stop the negative thoughts that usually enter my mind (and take over the closer I get to goal), send some positive messages my way -- and bring me only sweet dreams from now on, not ones starring butterscotch sundaes, trail mix and cookies by the dozens.