Stronger Than Tiny Candy Voices
Wednesday, June 20, 2012
I know what you're thinking -
TWO blogs in ONE day??
Yes, it's true. Here I am, typing away.
You see, I am having a SERIOUS craving. The kind where I can actually hear those little candies in the candy dish at work calling to me. I swear I can hear them saying my name.
They are VERY near my desk because I am a secretary and my boss likes to have little wrapped candies out for people who come into our office as well as for the people who work in our office.
Before any of you try to help me out by telling me to replace the candy with something healthy, I've tried. It's not my decision.
So I did the next best thing. I texted Yoda. I told him I was seriously fighting the craving. He told me not to give into it. Then I asked:
"How bad would one be?"
I mean, in the grand scheme of things, one piece of candy is a few extra minutes on a treadmill. That's totally doable. In my head I was calculating which one I'd have and what I'd do to make up for it.
And then I got Yoda's reply.
"It's a matter of self discipline, not really about how bad the candy is"
That hit me hard. Yeah, one piece of candy isn't bad. But if I give in and have one, how easy is it going to be for me to give in again? And again? And again? And for the rest of the week? And at dinner tonight?
If I give in, I'm teaching InnerFatGirl that if she craves something, it doesn't take long before she gets it.
I don't need that piece of candy. I'm not hungry. I wasn't planning on it earlier when I planned my caloric intake for the day. It's not even something I really want. It just happens to be on my desk, calling my name with their tiny little candy voices.
I'm stronger than that piece of candy.
Plus, now I know that Yoda is going to ask me later if I gave in and I want more than anything to be able to say no so that he can't up my workouts or make me do extra I-don't-know-whats-but-I'm-sur
e-I'll-hate-thems. With how training went Saturday, he'd probably make me jump on the next highest box and I certainly don't want that!
I am in charge of me. My cravings are not. Just because my body decides that it wants sugar doesn't mean that it gets to have it. Next time, maybe it won't crave it as badly. And soon, maybe it will crave carrots or broccoli.
If it does, that's a craving I'll give in to!