Today was my gluten re-introduction day. I started out with a bagel, which was delicious. And I had an elaborate plan for pancakes for dinner, like real pancakes made with flour and sugar and all of that. The promise of those pancakes helped me turn down homemade brownies at work. I thought about them through a bunch of stupid, stressful work situations. And I thought about them during all of the exhausting moments at Zumba. And then, of course, I ate one and was reminded of the fact that I don’t really like pancakes that much? But they were super fun to be excited about all day. And I spent the rest of the night cleaning.