Last week I was in some inescapable and unexpected situations that presented a multitude of food temptations, something I have been avoiding so as not to test my new-found willpower yet. The thought struck me that had I not been on my current last-ever-diet-motivated-not-to-cheat-and-going-strong-for-over-9-weeks-lifestyle-change, I would have eaten some, if not all, of the items on the following list over the course of a few short days:
Sweet potato fries
Cake (chocolate and lemon, two cakes – not combined)
Lemon bar (and a corner piece, extra tempting)
Bagels (and there were many and they smelled so good)
Zucchini bread (homemade by my SIL)
Ghiradelli chocolate squares
And that was just the stuff that jumped out at me and waved itself in front of my nose. Some of the food even passed through my hands as I packed it to-go for someone else. Three slices of zucchini bread in a ziploc baggy with nary a nibble. And those bagels that I bought for other people while drooling.
But I was strong and made healthy South Beach friendly choices: I ate a chef salad, canned salmon, green beans, string cheese, colored peppers, frozen cauliflower in cheese sauce, apples with peanut butter, more cheese, and more green beans. And some Triscuits:)
In each moment that I encountered the tempting off-plan food, I felt mixed emotions. Some sense of loss and longing. But also a sense of power and control. And when the moment had passed, the power and control stayed with me and the loss and longing was (mostly) forgotten. I could clearly picture the old me, spending the day around these foods and eating one, then another, then another. Yes, in the moment I felt some mourning that I can’t yet eat just a little piece of home-baked goodness, but I know that I am not ready for moderation. And I am so much happier NOT eating those carb-laden foods than I would have been indulging. What a change!