A couple of days ago my mother went to a restaurant I used to spend a lot of time at when I was a kid. Since my mother didn’t cook, we would go there 3-4 times a week. The rest of the week, we’d spend at other restaurants’. This time I didn’t eat with her.
Once at the restaurant, she called me to ask if I wanted anything. The sugarholic inside me asked for a piece of carrot cake. I told her I wanted ‘a carrot’, thinking she would understand it meant a piece of carrot cake. I guess I should have been clearer.
Imagine how surprised I was when my mother called me up again asking for help. She told me the piece of cake was too heavy for her to carry to the house. I wondered why. When I got to her car, I found a gigantic carrot cake. This thing must have been at least 10 pounds!
I brought it home and figured I would freeze it and get a treat later this week. I ended up leaving it in the fridge just in case. I felt strong enough to resist the temptation until last night. Around 7pm, I heard the call of the carrot cake.
Luckily, I only had one piece. I wanted to hide the rest in the basement refrigerator but there is no room. Hopefully, I will not get tempted to eat another piece tonight, or even worse, eat the whole cake.
I have discovered I have no self-control whatsoever when I am facing sugar-based desserts in the house. I want to say I will not eat the cake all at once but I cannot predict or promise anything, I wish I could.
My new motto: Stay away from things you can’t handle and don’t let your entourage sabotage your diet.
How do I prevent myself from binging though? Is it only about will power?