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SP's "Tame Your Sweet Tooth" challenge: week one.


Friday, March 09, 2012

I guess I joined on a whim.

Of COURSE, I want to get over my sweet tooth. It would be nice not to be a chocoholic. I think. It's hard to tell, I've always loved chocolate. And while, especially lately, the rest of my sweet tooth has gotten a bit weaker-- I can't stand sweet stuff that tastes like sugar and nothing else--my chocolate cravings and my (lack of) self control are the same.

I was rather excited to get the first email. Right away, I clicked on the quiz only to discover that... my cravings are under control. WHAT?! says who? I mean, seriously, I think I know myself a little bit better than some computerized scoresheet, kthxbai. Or something like that. It's true that I don't buy dessert. Almost ever. I don't buy snacks, I very rarely buy sugar (unless you count my blueberry oatmeal and mixed berry fruit-and-cereal bars and I don't). But let's face it, if it's there.... mmmmm. Suuuuu-gar. Chhhhhooooo-colate. Yum.

So, let me get to the week in review:

Sunday: Ugh. I was at a sewing circle. Everyone brought snacks. Cheesecake. Cookies. Brownies. Muffins. Yeah, I had some of each. Enough to bring on a sugar headache. Eww. And then, dinner with the family, which included dessert. Eww.

Monday: Well, I was still stuffed from Sunday, wasn't I? I had a hamentaschen for dessert, but I don't get those very often, and it was just one.

Tuesday: Tuesday was just one of those days when things went well for me.

Wednesday: One of my coworkers brought in ice cream. And brownies. And hot fudge. So, of course, I had a brownie covered in ice cream. And the thing is, I don't even like ice cream that much. But, it was there, and it's sweet and I just KNEW that I wanted it, even though, when it's not in the same room as me, whatever. Take it or leave it. Oh, and then, I had another half brownie. As I said, when it's near me... ugh.

Thurdsday: I guess I was lucky--no sugar crossed my line of sight until evening. There were chocolate roll things in the kitchen. Good thing they were vile. Fake chocolate and just gross. I had a small piece, mostly because I didn't want to throw it out.

Friday: I had a small hamentaschen. It was on the kitchen counter. I couldn't stop myself. It was calling my name. And the saddest part is, it didn't even taste that good.

I guess the moral of the story is exactly that-- I need to seperate expectation from reality. Half the time, the dessert doesn't taste all that great. But I *think* it will and ... that's enough. Also, people need to stop offering me sweets. But that's unfair. Just because I am trying to watch what I eat doesn't mean others are obliged to. My coworker et al were just being nice... my self-control is my, and only my, issue.

::sigh:: I wish I had some chocolate.

No I don't

Yes I do.
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