You might guess where this is going.
One more food to add to my red-light list. One more food that should never again hitch a ride home from the store with me. One more food that I ought not take on road trips. One more food that, no matter how healthy it might be, is not my friend. One more food that joins in the siren’s call from my pantry. One more food I am inclined to overeat.
In past posts, I have shared how once upon a time I used to eat many foods like a normal person. Cereal was one of them. I ate cereal for breakfast every day for years and years. Happily. Healthy versions. Usually looking for a fiber boost. Mornings are the time of day when I have the most willpower. And when I like to eat the same thing, giving no thought to my meal. But cereal never filled me up long enough to make it through to lunch without a snack. So a couple of years ago I gave up that particular breakfast in favor of something with more protein. On a quest for “staying power.”
But I also loved to snack on dry cereal. It gave me a lot of little nibbles per serving. I loved the whole hand-to-mouth action. Which probably should have been a red flag. And, as with bagels and peanut butter, somewhere along the line I got a bit too heavy-handed with the snacking. I started craving cereal more and more. I nibbled too much and too often. So, smart gal that I
rarely sometimes am, I stopped buying it.
And life was good.
Until I made a mistake. Or two or three or eight.
I bought a box to take with me on my college road trip in August. I wanted something healthy for breakfast on the road that didn’t require a refrigerator. High fiber, low-calorie, low-sugar, low-fat. What’s not to like about that?!
- My first mistake was buying the box too far in advance of my trip. It sat at home in the pantry; I sat in the next room and obsessed about it.
- My second mistake was buying a brand that I’d never tried before. What if I didn’t like it?
- My third mistake was buying a second box of something I knew from experience that I’d like, just in case.
- My fourth mistake was doing a taste test. Hey, Mickey, I liked it. Too much. Now I had two full boxes of tasty temptation that I knew was wayyyy more than I needed for the road.
- So my fifth mistake was indulging in a carefully measured single-portion pre-trip snack.
- My sixth mistake was snacking more. And more. That same day and the next.
- My seventh mistake was bringing more cereal on the trip than I could possible have needed for breakfast.
- My eighth mistake was telling myself that cereal was clearly now a problem for me and I’d have to go without it again from the moment I walked back in the door at home so I’d darn well indulge in every single yummy bite before my trip was finished! And I did.
And as I drove down the road with one hand on the steering wheel and the other in a Ziploc baggy filled with Fiber One, the title of this post immediately jumped into my head.
So, there you have it. Why I am now a cereal killer. Cue ominous music and ear-piercing screams.
What’s your favorite kind of cereal? Do you like scary books and movies?