At the beginning of July, I decide to make a change in my life. I’d start working out more, go to yoga, attempt the goals I’d never reached before. And I’d start eating healthy.
It wasn’t about losing weight. It was about being healthier. Hopefully it would change some of the issues I’ve been having, the sleeplessness, the fatigue, and the eruption of blemishes across my face. And if it got me back into my skinny jeans, bonus. I’ve always had a ridiculous sweet tooth. Cookies, chocolate, and cupcakes. Trying not to eat sweets is a real struggle for me.
That’s why seeing this at work every day is killing me.
Cookies, sandwich crackers, candy bars, candy, and salted nuts. I just want to dive head first into the cabinet. My boyfriend (henceforth to be known as “Babe”) tells me that I shouldn’t deny myself. I can have one, moderation is key. I don’t think that he knows that before I met him I could polish off half a package of Chips Ahoy in one sitting. This box, would be child’s play.
But I’m trying to learn will power. So I look at this every day, and fight the urge.
Maybe just one won’t hurt.