I entered the cafe’.
Immediately became drawn to the high calorie, oooey-gooey mac & cheese.
Paced back and forth, to and fro, hovering around the mac & cheese station like a hungry beast.
Left the cafe’ with no mac & cheese. I’m empty-handed.
It took every bone in my stomach to resist the tasty, high calorie mac & cheese. It was a painful process that included several minutes of self-talk and convincing before I left the place. In-between each animalistic urge to place my order for the largest possible serving of mac & cheese, I kept reminding myself of all the hard work I put in earlier with those 2.5 of miles of sprint intervals. I dug deep in that training session. Did I really want to ruin that with one greedy moment of splendor?
The decision to NOT eat the mac & cheese was Excruciating. Heart-wrenching. It hurt so bad. These were physical feelings I actually felt in my body as I resisted the mac & cheese that my stomachs lusted for so badly. I was in a perceived state of food-convulsion.
So then I went back to my office and ate for lunch what I had planned ahead of time and packed earlier that morning: Baked sweet potato, Chobani Greek yogurt with some granola in it, and one-half of a choco chip cookie that I split with the husband.
Do not get it twisted. Delicious, high calorie foodstuffs do indeed have their place in my life, but planning my greedy moments works better than acting on impulse. Urges and impulses cause backward motion and lost ground. I’m done with that shit. Practice will never make perfect, but in time, you will get stronger and gain more control over those food impulses when you p-r-a-c-t-i-c-e.
Today was not the day for high calorie indulgence, my friend. But I do see a (planned) slice of Amy’s Organic Chocolate Cake in my near-future.
sha-bang-a-lang
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