Welcome back Dear Readers,
Sometimes inspiration can strike in the strangest places. I found it in a bag of cheesy poofs.
Let me explain. I have an odd relationship with chips and other snack food…or maybe it’s not so odd. Perhaps some of you can relate.
When I was a kid, a bag of chips was a once-a-week treat. My mother would get me one treat from the grocery store, but the rest of the time, I ate fairly healthy, home cooked meals. As an adult, I got into fitness and muay thai training, so I continued to eat well, but I still felt guilty whenever I indulged my love for synthetic cheese goodness. Eating plans like Body-for-Life, which required me to eat very clean for six days and then “cheat” with whatever junk food I wanted on the seventh, were the worst. I was so embarrassed when I walked up to the cashier with my haul! I was all I could do not to defend myself: “you see, it’s my cheat day.”
Slowly, and I’m not sure how or when…I suspect it was when I went off plans like Body-for-Life and Making The Cut…I decided I could eat whatever I wanted, whenever I wanted. I have a high metabolism, I don’t gain weight easily, and I train hard–why not? I would still attempt to eat healthy most of the time, but if I wanted a treat, I would just have one, guilt-free.
Well, the guilt-free part never worked, and neither did the “eating healthy most of the time”. You know why? The more junk food you eat, the more you tend to crave. The movie Supersize Me proved that, but even after watching it twice, I still didn’t get it. If you eat healthy food on a regular basis, you start to enjoy it, and love how it makes you feel. But on the flip side, if you eat a lot of junk, you get used to that, too.
The Boy and I have committed to healthy eating plans, with a weekly cheat day to keep cravings under control. I was doing well until I went to a friend’s house for dinner. There were a variety of tempting treats available, including a bowl of party snack mix. I managed to steer clear of most of the temptations, but I did succumb to a few handfuls of the snack mix late in the evening…which left me wanting more.
Unable to find a bag of snack mix at the grocery store, I bought a bag of synthetic cheese-flavored goodness. The first thing I noticed was how salty it tasted. Way too salty. I scarfed a few handfuls, feeling incredibly guilty, when I realized…I wasn’t enjoying them at all. I’m tired as hell of putting that kind of crap in my body.
So I actually got up and threw the bag in the garbage. I’ve never done that before.
I may still enjoy my cheat days, but I’m finished with cheating on myself. I deserve better, and so does my body.
How about you, Dear Readers? Have you ever had something similar happen? How do you defeat temptation?