Sunday, July 07, 2013
I love animals. LOVE THEM. I have a particular soft spot for dogs. My sister has a chocolate lab puppy (I call him my four-legged nephew) who is the HAPPIEST dog I have ever met. When I was over on Saturday for the 4th of July cookout, I went in to visit the puppy. I asked him to give me "paw" and he happily obliged. After praising him with a "GOOD BOY!" and head pat, I gave him a treat.
Then I had an epiphany.
I am not a dog.
How did I come to have this epiphany? Well, you see, I have this nasty habit of thinking to myself "Congratulations Brooke, you did so well this week that you get to have this extremely high sugar/fat/carb/absolutely-nutr
ient-lacking meal as a reward!"
Oh yes, you read it correctly. I reward myself with FOOD. Bad food at that. I AM NOT A DOG. Because apparently unhealthy food is the reward for eating good food all week. The irony isn't lost on me.
I'm sorry, I'm still trying to get my head around this:
I give myself treats. Like a dog. BAD GIRL!
How many other people struggle with this? I know I'm not alone!
So here's a thought. Maybe we should take that money we would use to eat unhealthy food and sock it away for a nice, well-earned vacation or a new outfit when our other ones get too big to wear. Even a new haircut or color when we reach a mini-goal is sufficient. Its important to reward yourself for sticking to your routine and achieving your goals. My point is, don't reward yourself with food.
You are not a dog.