If sugar is addictive, than I am living in a crack den:
It's what lives in our cabinet, right above the coffee maker. This stash has slowly been growing over the last few months but officially went out of control after Valentine's Day. Chocolate does taste better on V-day, and the day after, and the day after that...
Not surprisingly, the number on the scale is not moving. Thankfully, it has not gone up. This is due in part to Boot Camp and my 5:30am runs. But it's not going down, either, and this giant treasure trove of deliciousness is to blame.
It's one thing to diet, but it's another thing completely to diet while Girl Scout cookies are starting you dead in the face. It's such an unconscious thing for me to just walk past the counter and reach for a Thin Mint. They are small and tasty and just so...available. But try not taking one despite their looming presence, and it's like, well, trying to diaper a cat. It's just plain ugly, any way you slice it.
This siren song of the Girl Scout cookie is so great that after reading of Republican Rep. Bob Morris' harsh and totally random comments about the Girl Scouts of America as a "radicalized organization that promotes homosexuality and abortions", my first thought was that maybe he was dieting and his wife bought a whole bunch of Girl Scout cookies and left them on the counter for him to try to resist. His words were simply a reflection of his inability and frustration to stay on his diet because of the delicious little calorie-bombs of awesomeness in each box.
Quite frankly, I'm cursing the Girl Scouts too.
But it's not about them; it's about me and not making any excuses.
And with that, it's time to make some serious changes.
On Tuesday, with a heavy heart and a sore bum from Boot Camp, I boxed up this fabulous concoction of yumminess and placed in a very difficult to reach area on top of the dryer. While I feel more in control of my eating situation, I also feel very, very cranky. Raw almonds taste nothing like Junior Mints and string cheese is a poor replacement for cinnamon bears. But, I'm working it. It's worth it. Right? Right?!
I'm back in the trenches and ready to see some real results. I'll let you know how it goes.
In the meantime, I'm going to do a lot of laundry. Oh! Just heard the dryer buzzer go off...