Tuesday, October 25, 2011
My birthday is Monday. Yep, itís that day where we transform ourselves and our kids into our favorite characters and celebrate with tricks and treats.
My daughters costume is all made and the weekend is packed full with fun filled activities. This is my free pass to indulge in the treats that I have been missing, right?
Well, this year I decided to do something different. I decided to ask myself if I need cake. Will a big piece of cake make my life better? Will it make my birthday more fun? Will it make me feel good about turning 36? Will it be more than a moment of sweet weakness?
My answers were that the piece of cake isnít worth the derail of my journey. I donít need to cake to enjoy the activities of my birthday. I donít need the cake to feel alright about being a year older. I donít need the temptation that cake might give me to get into the Halloween candy. I asked my family to not bake or get me a cake.
The bottom line for me is that the cake isnít worth it. I have fought hard to lose weight and to be healthy and a piece of cake just doesnít matter to me at this point.
The biggest lesson I have learned is to not make a choice that doesnít get me to where I want to be. I want to reach my goals more than I want the cake.