So we all know the three second rule. If you drop a food item on the floor and are able to recover it within three seconds, it's good to go. God made dirt and dirt don't hurt, right!? Well, God also made cake, pies, brownies, cookies, chocolate bars and tiramisu and those scrumptious pieces of heaven do hurt...they hurt my ass!!! On Monday night a terrible co-worker brought in homemade brownies. These brownies in particular are like my FAVORITE. I was able to pull from every source of will power in my body to avoid said brownies all day. I left like Superwoman. Especially because this terrible co-worker set up shop in the cubicle in front of me. So every time I left and came back, I had to pass them. So for 8 hours straight, I avoided temptation. THEN at LifeGroup that night, another terrible human being, made her famous chocolate chip cookies. I mean seriously, is the world out to get me!!!! I ate a little extra dinner to try and make myself full as possible, so that even taking one bites of those cookies was impossible. And it worked. The whole two hours I was there, I avoided them at all costs. I was pretty freakin' proud of myself, even high-fived Vance over this small victory. One small step for Stephanie, one GIANT step for fatties everywhere. :)
But then Tuesday came. I was HORRIBLE. I got home and we had leftover bundt cake from my Dad's birthday. I knew I should have just thrown it out! Without hesitating, I took that bad boy out and DEVOURED. I mean gone in an instant. It was impressive, yet disgusting. All that hard work on Monday to be good and avoid temptation, just out the door. I started thinking this morning what the difference between Monday and yesterday was. Why was I able to fight the good fight on Monday, but completely give in on Tuesday?
I've come to the conclusion I need to insert a three second rule into my life. Before I dive in mouth first into whatever mouthwatering dessert I'm looking to devour, I need to take three seconds to ask myself, is this worth it, am I going to feel guilty after I eat this, do I REALLY need to have this. At least then I give myself some time to walk away. I think if I block out all the logical thoughts, I just go for it and the minute I remove the spoon or fork from the last bite I am in the bad place, just like that. So that's the new game plan. It's not that I think this new rule will keep me from EVER divulging, but at least there will be some conscious thought behind now. Or at least, here's to hoping!
How do you try to beat the inner cookie monster?
Bye for now.
But then Tuesday came. I was HORRIBLE. I got home and we had leftover bundt cake from my Dad's birthday. I knew I should have just thrown it out! Without hesitating, I took that bad boy out and DEVOURED. I mean gone in an instant. It was impressive, yet disgusting. All that hard work on Monday to be good and avoid temptation, just out the door. I started thinking this morning what the difference between Monday and yesterday was. Why was I able to fight the good fight on Monday, but completely give in on Tuesday?
I've come to the conclusion I need to insert a three second rule into my life. Before I dive in mouth first into whatever mouthwatering dessert I'm looking to devour, I need to take three seconds to ask myself, is this worth it, am I going to feel guilty after I eat this, do I REALLY need to have this. At least then I give myself some time to walk away. I think if I block out all the logical thoughts, I just go for it and the minute I remove the spoon or fork from the last bite I am in the bad place, just like that. So that's the new game plan. It's not that I think this new rule will keep me from EVER divulging, but at least there will be some conscious thought behind now. Or at least, here's to hoping!
How do you try to beat the inner cookie monster?
Bye for now.
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