I think this post may be my confession of sorts. It’s my public recognition of weakness if you will.
I always say that I’m a work in progress and that has certainly been true this Father’s Day weekend.
I’ll put a picture next and you can guess what might have happened here. If you read my earlier post about Trim Healthy Mama, you can clearly see that these are the direct opposite of “on plan.”
We had family over to celebrate this weekend. My white cake and chocolate buttercream frosting is just amazing! I don’t take compliments well but when people oooohh and aahhhh over it…there’s nothing to say to dismiss them because it is just SO good.
Enter my weak moment. I decided Saturday night that I would just have 1/4 of a cupcake. I made a nice little cut with my steak knife and oh my stars! It was divine! So I had the other little 1/4 of the half that I had cut. Sigh. It sounds crazy but I don’t remember eating the last 1/2 but I did.
Today after church, we went to another family celebration and I had a slice of pie.
We came home to a rainy, lazy Sunday afternoon and I wasn’t prepared with any healthy snacks. Sidenote: Does anyone else plan for a week, cook a ton of food for a gathering, and have nothing to eat once that one meal has been served?
So…..a few cupcakes were still on the tray. Repeat the same scenario from last night (because that worked so well….insert eyeroll.)
I have spent the last few hours feeling SO drained and SO lazy. I’m about to change into my tennis shoes and shorts and walk the neighborhood to make myself feel a little better.
So, what did I learn?
First, let me say that there is nothing wrong with having an occassional treat. I do not plan to be so strict that I cannot enjoy my food. Food is not my enemy. I just need to use good judgment and set limits.
But what I took away from this is:
Had I not taken the first bite, I wouldn’t be feeling awful. Taking the first bite made the next one seem ok. After I had eaten half, what’s the big deal. I’ll just finish it. It’s just one cupcake.
What it did was create my desire for sugar again. I have had very little sugar and that little bit made me crave more.
Somewhere I’m guessing there is an alcoholic with a similar story, a drug addict, someone who is an abuser and someone who gets abused who could probably figure out what their “first bite” was.
You may think that overeating doesn’t wreck your body like those “big offenses” but I am learning to disagree.
The lesson that I personally had revealed to me was that if I dabble in the things that bring me down, it makes going all in a little easier.
It is so much easier to stay away from the things that are my weakness.
Looking back over my life, and hopefully being a little wiser, it is easy to see where my weaknesses were and where satan knew to attack.
What did I learn? Be prepared.
That doesn’t apply to only stocking healthy snacks. It applies to my life.