I was doing OK on my diet. Slipping up here and there, but basically doing fine, and slowly losing. Well, this week I won’t lose. No, I didn’t dig into so much terrible stuff. But I did loose the sense of “watching”. That is enough, on its own, to ruin things.
I suddenly realized that even though I am (mostly) eating the proper things, I am consuming too many portions. Not from malicious intent, but just from not paying attention. I’ve been busy with too many other things, and slowly, stealthily, the evil inclination showed up with an extra serving here, a nibble of candy there, and suddenly my eating was already not in control.
“Well, as long as the candle burns, it is possible to fix shoes!” (A saying implying that as long as a person is alive, he can rectify himself.)