Sunday, January 13, 2013
The last 24 hours have been so difficult that I could feel the emotional cravings (on top of physical hunger) taking over. I wanted ice cream soooooooooo bad. I even thought about going to Cumby's to get a pint of my turtle coffee caramel ice cream.
It didn't help that hubby was craving ice cream too.
No, I was determined not to do it. I could hear that voice in my head "your friend just died, you need ice cream, you deserve to feel numb, ice cream helps, get ice cream".
No voice, get out of my head!
I dug through our deep freeze and found two cups of frozen strawberries. Frozen strawberries + milk + blender = ice cream like food that fits within my food plan today.
YES! Do that. So I whipped it up and it tasted incredible. And my husband saw what I was doing and was inspired to have Greek yogurt and sliced frozen strawberries instead of going out to get a pint of ice cream for himself. I even put a glob of my whipped cold stuff on top of his dessert.
We congratulated ourselves for being good and I found something that is better for me than ice cream and satisfied both that physical hunger, and quieted that nasty little voice that was tempting me to be so bad. And there is none of that nasty regret that comes with a pint of ice cream.