Friday, May 3, 2013

Cake is a "hard limit" for me

I say that because it seems to be the one sugary delight that just sends me over the edge.  I have an unnatural love of it.  I love it so much, when I start eating...
it I don't want to stop.  Let's say I'm at a birthday party and I eat one cupcake.  I know for a fact that I'm going to want another one.  Typically I won't have another even though all of the cells in my body are screaming out for it.  Heaven forbid people think I'm a glutton.  So, maybe I don't have that second cupcake, but I know that later in the day I'm going to have the urge to eat something sweet.  When I eat cake, it sets up an immediate craving for more of the same.  On the other hand, if I choose to abstain from it entirely, that urge to eat more and more sugar is never triggered, and I don't have to deal with the impending guilt.

I'm not saying I'm never, ever going to eat cake again.  I've just come to realize that my life is better without it.  My head is more clear because it's not swimming in guilt.  I'm not beating myself up.  I can live in the moment.  I don't lose myself to the "cupcake coma" that drains me from all energy and motivation.  So, the next time a slice of my favorite soft, spongey goodness topped with sweet creaminess is placed in front of me, I need to ask for the willingness NOT to eat it, just for today.

No comments:

Post a Comment