How did that just happen?

Do you ever ask yourself this question? I do it all the time. It's as if my body is taken over by another soul. A hungry soul.

My plan for dinner was a simple Muscle Milk Light. It was too hot to cook, and too late to eat anything heavy. Protien shake would hold me over until tomorrow.

Then it happened.

You know what I'm talking about. My brain started to tell me that a shake is not dinner and that I was hungry. So in order to avoid this unwanted message, I got online and putzed around looking for distractions. I drank water. I read email.

And the voice was still there. Eat.

I go to the fridge and look at what would be a good, light meal. Now this is when I totally lost it. The next thing I know, I'm sitting down to a bowl full of brown rice, shredded mozarella cheese and enchilada sauce. Leftovers. In a bowl all tossed together, I had my dinner.

How did that just happen? Who put that mess in my bowl? And why was it so darned tasty???

Tomorrow is another day and I'll survive this out of body experience. As it is my body for life...and a lifetime of work is ahead of me!