Tuesday, March 13, 2012
For CoHP, we're supposed to talk about a secret we have about our weight loss journey. Well, I was reading Fables by Arnold Lobel and came across a story that I think tells my secret better than I could.
All night long, the sleeping Pig dreamed of candy. He sprouted wings of spun sugar. He flew up through marshmallow clouds to a glowing marzipan moon. The stars that twinkled in the sky were chocolate kisses wrapped in shiny foil.
The Pig woke up with his mouth watering.
"Candy!" he cried. "I must have some this minute!"
The Pig ran to the candy dish. It was empty. The box of chocolate creams in the cupboard contained nothing but paper wrappers.
"I will go to the candy store," said the Pig, as he put on his clothes and rushed out of his house.
"On second thought," said the Pig, " I must remember that candy is bad for me. It makes me fatter than I already am. It gives me gas and heartburn."
Then the Pig remembered his sweet dreams. He decided that since he was halfway to the candy store, he might as well finish the journey.
"Just a few peppermints will not hurt me," he said.
As the Pig came near the store, his mouth began to water again. "Maybe I will buy a small bag of gumdrops as well," he said.
But the candy store was closed. A sign on the door said "On Vacation."
The Pig went back home.
"What wonderful willpower I have!" he cried happily. "I did not eat a single piece of candy!"
That night the Pig had a vegetable salad for supper. He drank a glass of cold, fresh milk. He felt thin and had neither gas nor heartburn.
A locked door is very likely to discourage temptation.