Friday, May 29, 2009
Today I decided to buy new work out clothes. The lines were long when it was time to check out, and one of the customers had several items that wouldn't scan. I ended up standing in front of the candy aisle for quite some time as price checks were done. As I stood there, I started looking at the chocolate- my downfall/my addiction. Hmmm.... just how many calories are there in kisses? So I picked up a bag and read it... then the 2 musketeers...on to the the Milkyways..... ok, snack size had less. Snickers, Carmel kisses....In my mind I was rationalising that I could buy the snack size and eat just 3, but I have never eaten just . I was picking up bags, putting them in my cart, then replacing on shelf and choosing different types... I was a women possessed.
My next thought was if I was going to buy some chocolate, I should get some of those little Debbies for DH that he loves... I like them too. If they are in the house I'm going to eat more then he will.
I looked at my line, and all of the other long lines, and thought it won't take 3 minutes to get those little Debbies. I glanced down at my basket, and all of those bags of chocolate almost hid my new work out clothes. I cringed and took a deep breath.
Through my mind flashed the endless hours I have worked to get this weight off and things I have not eaten. The hours of exercise, and the sore muscles; the dedication of my DS-I-L the personal trainer, who has given up her time to help me; my wedding anniversary cake, and the cake for my son when he left for the army. I visualized the size 16 pants that I have kept, and how I can almost fit into one pants leg now. And I thought about my blood sugar levels, and how they are normal now.
I slowly started putting the candy bags back on the self. When I was finished, I left the line for more shopping. Not for the Little Debbies, but for a bag of baby carrots for the ride home, and a box of my favorite sugar-free fudgesicles. I may be close to my goal weight, I'm not not finished...
One day. one hour, one decision at at time... I'm working my way through it.