Easter bunnies and my ass
*sigh* Yesterday after gym we stopped off at Pick 'n Pay to buy some mushrooms for the dinner we planned to make. As you walk up to the entrance all you see is rows and rows of chocolate. Chocolate bunnies, white candy eggs lined with chocolate, marshmallow chocolate easter eggs, Limited Edition Lindt chocolate balls and, and, and….I had to walk through this array of chocolate to get into the store. Then as you stand in the queue to pay for your mushrooms and baby's bubble bath, you're forced to stand and wait between aisles of other chocolate products (i.e Snickers, Tempos, etc).
I wanted to cry.
We are not currently on an 'eating plan'. We are definitely not eating 100% correctly. Hell, I'm not even drinking water (that is always a stretch and a problem for me)…but I am trying to eat better. Even though I try to make healthier food choices, it is a constant battle for me and I fail often. We don't eat nearly enough fruit and vegetables, even when we buy them they somehow end up going bad. I am frustrated at my lack of weight loss, but I understand why it is not happening (yet I'm not doing much to remedy it, except shouting at Rudi about his cooking methods and suggestions for supper).
Walking through those aisles of chocolate, with bunnies swaddled in gold wrapping, soft marshmallows with chocolate slathered over them and melt-in-your-mouth Lindt balls made me so very sad and so very angry that I shouldn't/couldn't have any. I didn't buy any chocolate (despite thinking about it the entire time we were there and 5 minutes after we left and now), but I resented the fact that I didn't buy any chocolate.
The chocolate would have tasted good while I was eating it and I certainly would have enjoyed it, but I know I would have felt stupid and guilty afterwards. I already beat myself up about what I'm eating (and progressively finishing off the box of marshmallow easter eggs we bought for Babyice's birthday party – one at a time, one a day – bad bad bad bad bad), mostly about what I'm eating actually and not about what I'm not eating so much.
Bleugh. Now that I've got the exercise thing rolling and doing well at it I cannot seem to get the other part right. Yes, I am shaving off tiny shavings of fat (200g a week at most), it's not enough to keep me happy.
On a side note, my resting heart rate has gone from 77 bpm to 64 bpm. That is pretty awesome. I just wish my heart was in a thinner body. Damnit.
this post made me hungry
i so understand how difficult it is for you to eat right. it’s so much easier when the whole household is on the same diet
Now I’m also in the mood for Lindt bunnies.
I think that once you wrap your mind around the eating thing you won’t crave it anymore. Seriously. Make a list before you shop and stay out of those isles…
Online shopping? Might be easier if you plan to cut chocolate out over the upcoming Easter period.
On the plus side, you really, really wanted some chocolate, but you didn’t buy any. I’d take it as a victory and enjoy the fact that you didn’t just give in. Be nice to yourself. Also allow yourself some slack,maybe allow yourself a small chocolate once every two weeks. When you allow yourself you’re less likely to have any. Well that’s just my 2 cents, and what seems to work for me. You can do it lady.
I hear ya! Dieting makes me one grumpy bitch- ESPECIALLY when I am in a shop!
You’ll get there darling. But the eating healthy is hard. Sometimes I feel bad and I eat properly for awhile but it only last like a week or two. Maybe you should try what I do by cutting out certain foods slowly. I started with Gas coldrinks and crisps. Chocolate I still crave now and again and then I just get myself one but not a slab.
I taught myself how to not “look” at the candies. Yes, sounds strange but I’ve managed to taught myself how not to look at them. I look pass them, as if they aren’t there. Even waiting to pay for groceries, I look past them. It’s difficult in the beginning but so do-able after a few tries.
Good for you, for not buying any chocolate. You are doing good.
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