I don't know about you, but one of the biggest weaknesses I have around the autumn is the re-release, every year, without FAIL - of Starbucks's wildly popular Pumpkin Spice Latte. Ladies and gentlemen, this is the drink of the Gods. I used to polish down at least one of these a day during the fall and winter of my discontent. It is SO FREAKING GOOD.
I was walking to work this morning, and of course I pass by the Starbucks on the corner - and there it is. I see it. "It's Back! The Pumpkin Spice Latte that you KNOW you're craving., Carrie. 3.95 a hit! YOU KNOW YOU WANT IT."
It was in my mind to get one, yes. I admit it. So I got to work, dropped off my bags, and normally that would be the end of the tale. But I decided that I was going to see if I could fit this hit of ambrosia into my SP plan for the day. What harm could one Pumpkin Spice Latte do, anyway?
Apparently, more than I imagined. A "Tall" (only 12 ounces, way smaller than I used to buy!!!) with skim milk and no whipped cream - 200 calories? Okay, not too awful - but wait. 38 carbs? REALLY? Are you freaking serious? That's, like, nearly a quarter of my carbs FOR THE DAY. I'm a diabetic, here - my carbs are precious to me. Then I remember - the pumpkin syrup. Ugh. That's sugar and nothing but.
I sit at my desk and weigh my options. "Latte, or no? What harm can 38 carbs do to me, honestly?"
Then I start to think, hard. Is ANY drink worth 200 calories? Is any drink worth a quarter of my carbs for the day? Come on, Carrie, think about that - a big hit of water will cure your thirst just as well, it's free to "buy", and it costs you nothing in calories, carbs, fat. You can have that fiber bar in your desk drawer instead, or some Blue Diamond raspberry almonds, the ones you REALLY like. If you're going to spend carbs in that amount, make it COUNT. A huge baked potato, for example. That'd be good for dinner tonight, and you LOVE that.
"B-b-b-b-but... it's Pumpkin Spice Latte!"
Yes, and? You drank those all the time. See where it got you? You're here. You have a crap-ton of weight to lose. You want to put off success another day? You want to spend an extra hour working off those 200 calories? Is that fleeting moment of pleasure worth an extra hour sweating and straining on the stair machine? Especially since it's a DRINK, Carrie. Think about that. It's not even food!
Result of Match:
The angel won. I went to the back of my office with my water bottle, filled it up, and ate my fiber bar instead. I briefly missed the taste of the spices in my mouth and the sweet whipped cream - but then realized that the results of those tastes just wouldn't be worth it in the long run.
Sorry, Starbucks. I sure am going to miss your wicked pumpkin concoctions.