I've been having some wicked cravings over the past month. Heart stopping, mouth watering, mind melting cravings. They haven't been for anything special. It's not like I want my favourite ice cream, or some really good pasta. It's just something I see and I. Must. Have. It.
I've been pretty good at resisting too. I've not had any foods I shouldn't be having. I maaaay have gone a tad overboard on some acceptable foods, but I'm working on it.
Last night was a real trial though.
I was driving to the grocery store to get the stuff I'd need for the weekend. And about half way there, it hit. I needed fresh bread. NEEDED IT. I thought I was losing my mind. I could smell it. I could taste it. I could feel it in my mouth. I had to have it. And I didn't need a slice. I needed a loaf. I wanted a whole loaf of fresh baked bread with melting butter slathered over it.
I knew a whole loaf of bread is insane on whatever eating plan you're on.
I knew it would make me sick.
I knew it would muck up so much good work that I've been doing.
I knew.
I didn't care.
I got to the grocery store and sat in the parking lot, whitefisting the steering wheel. I was being ridiculous! How had I given this much power to food? Food!
I finally managed to pull myself together and went in. It may have been the quickest shopping trip in my life. I just grabbed some butter, cream cheese, chicken, spinach and zuchini. There were about another half dozen things I wanted to pick up, but I thought the best course of action was to get out whilst I could. And I did it. I escaped the siren song of the bakery section. And I managed to ignore the chorus of all the other things that were calling out to me (When did the dumplings learn my name?).
So I'm feeling kinda proud of myselt this morning. But also a little uneasy. I don't know if I could beat a craving like this again.
How do you fight your cravings.
I've been pretty good at resisting too. I've not had any foods I shouldn't be having. I maaaay have gone a tad overboard on some acceptable foods, but I'm working on it.
Last night was a real trial though.
I was driving to the grocery store to get the stuff I'd need for the weekend. And about half way there, it hit. I needed fresh bread. NEEDED IT. I thought I was losing my mind. I could smell it. I could taste it. I could feel it in my mouth. I had to have it. And I didn't need a slice. I needed a loaf. I wanted a whole loaf of fresh baked bread with melting butter slathered over it.
I knew a whole loaf of bread is insane on whatever eating plan you're on.
I knew it would make me sick.
I knew it would muck up so much good work that I've been doing.
I knew.
I didn't care.
I got to the grocery store and sat in the parking lot, whitefisting the steering wheel. I was being ridiculous! How had I given this much power to food? Food!
I finally managed to pull myself together and went in. It may have been the quickest shopping trip in my life. I just grabbed some butter, cream cheese, chicken, spinach and zuchini. There were about another half dozen things I wanted to pick up, but I thought the best course of action was to get out whilst I could. And I did it. I escaped the siren song of the bakery section. And I managed to ignore the chorus of all the other things that were calling out to me (When did the dumplings learn my name?).
So I'm feeling kinda proud of myselt this morning. But also a little uneasy. I don't know if I could beat a craving like this again.
How do you fight your cravings.












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