The grocery store is trying to make me fat (or fatter). Don’t scoff! Why else would they put ice-cream cones and chips on sale at the same time. The only thing I don’t know for sure is if they are specifically targeting me, or trying to get a bunch of us. Watch your back.
I suppose this is some kind of test. The grocery store is testing my will power. The grocery store is testing my vision of a thinner, stronger me……I guess, I kind of failed this week. I bought the ice-cream cones (and they were delicious, even if they are no longer allowed to be called ice-cream in Canada anymore–frozen dessert doesn’t sound too ominous, does it?) and I bought the chips. Despite the weakening in the aisle, I thought I might be able to get them home without devouring them in a frenzy. In the past, I have managed to sensibly eat the Swiss Chocolate that my students gave me. This week….as I said, I kind of failed. The scale doesn’t say so, but deep down, I know it. No amount of stair climbing and push-ups are going to change that. They might equalize the calories (lots of stair climbing) but the lack of will power is not as equally overcome.
Truth be told, I am not really punishing myself. I never thought this “Quest for the Better Me” would be so perfectly linear. I knew there would be highs and lows, and I know there will be more highs and lows. The grocery store will test me again. The beer store will test me again. Some bakery somewhere will pump out the delicious aroma of freshly baked bread and test me again. I just have to rise to the challenge. I have to see the long term reward is better than the short term one.
Sorry if this post was a rant, but sometimes confronting ones failures can lead to positive results. Writing them down makes them that much harder to deny.