It really is that simple!
I am a sugar addict. It is like crack to me. Seriously. One little Starburst can send me over the edge. And by over the edge picture me snorting Pixie Stix dust, with an IV of sweet tea all while eating chocolate secretly in my hall closet.
It is best for my UC and for my PTABA (prone to a big ass) that I avoid it completely.
We had a fund raiser at school–Krispy Kreme doughnuts. I have to support my students, so I bought 2 dozen. I told my husband I would come home with 2 dozen doughnuts. (accountability)
To test my willpower, the principal demanded that the doughnuts were stored on the stage. He wanted me to smell them all day long. Yesterday was the longest day in the history of days. Parents and staff members picked up their doughnuts and would walk out very slowly, all while eating a doughnut provocativley and eyeing me.
It was inevitable. I caved. Around 2:45, I ripped open a box and ate one. At 2:45:30, I took two more and warmed them up in the microwave and inhaled both. At 2:46, I immediately felt guilty. I looked up the calories on myfitnesspal app and considered taking some syrup of ipecac. I hate to barf, so I ate some carrots to conteract the sweetness.
After school, I told the fifth grader who sold me the doughnuts that I ate 3. I have had this wise child since kindergarten and love her dearly. She laughed and told me the sugar is worse for you when you heat it up. (?)
Then she said, “Well, just don’t eat anymore.”
It’s not that simple.
But it is.
It is that simple.
So I tied a knot in the top of the bag and went on my merry way.
PS- I took a hot yoga class this morning…I must have been sweating out doughnut glaze because the chick beside me kept trying to lick my shoulder.