Horrible week, diet-wise; sweet tooth monster reared its ugly head again not once, not twice, but thrice. Including this morning. Feeling extremely lethargic as a result now. It would be an understatement to say that I'm very much disappointed in myself.
I believe I mentioned previously (too lazy to check) that I have an extreme weakness for my mom's baked goods. Whenever she makes them, you can bet that they'll be gone extremely quickly, thanks to yours truly. It's weird, though... it's only her pastries that I have absolutely no willpower against. When my aunts or grandmother bake their pastries, I can ignore them just fine, or can limit myself to one or two if I'm REALLY craving something sweet. Same goes for store-bought sweets. However... when it comes to my mom's pastries, I just can't control myself. Even if I'm full, I find myself coming back for more.
This was the case this week, when we (mom and I) were experimenting with new recipes. At the beginning of the week, we came across a few that we wanted to try out, and since we had a surplus of ingredients, we made plenty of pastries. I don't need to tell you where half of them went. Yesterday was the same deal, but with different recipes. Once again, most of them got consumed by me. Finished off the rest this morning.
I know. I'm absolutely disgusting. HOWEVER...
I realized that I had a problem. So yesterday I had a chat with mom in regards to baking. She is very well aware that I can't control myself around her baked goods, and baked them most of the time I asked for them. However, I don't blame her. It's not like I was stopping her. Hey, I was the reason she was making the majority of them. So, for my own good, I talked to her about limiting these things. Anyway, I told her all that was mentioned above, and we agreed to making this an occasional thing, even if we had a surplus of ingredients. Until I feel like I can control myself around her pastries, I'll have to limit them severely (seriously, it's that bad).
So today, I'm starting with a semi-clean slate. I can't reverse what I did this week and this morning, but I can start making better choices once again. I know I'll pay dearly in terms of weight gain on my next weigh-in day (tomorrow), but oh well. Can't do anything about it. That weight will come off eventually. Besides, in comparison to how much I have lost up to date, this is just a minor bump in the road.
Here we go...