So, it won't be a completely wordless Wednesday. I decided I just have to post and get this off my chest. If you read Saturday's post, then you know I am trying to lose weight in the First Place program at church. I can report that I've been doing very well with my food choices for the last 12 days. I wasn't even experiencing any cravings because I felt very satisfied with all the food I was getting to eat, and I even planned out my special snack each night with these little low-cal cookies and my sugar-free cocoa. (Yummy!)
But now the cravings have started. They began to come on yesterday, and today they are full-blown. I've denied myself at every turn, knowing I don't NEED to eat half a bag of Sunchips, even if they do have fiber. And I don't NEED a Starbucks peppermint mocha, even though it is Christmas and they're really good...and it's Christmas and I love them...and did I mention that it's Christmas and I LOVE THEM?!? Nope, I don't need those things. I'm doing what's good for my body.
But do you know what my dear, sweet, loving, precious husband did today? He brought home...
No, not these exactly. The actual frosted, green & red-sprinkled, fat-filled, sugary cookies of death are up in the cupboard. Now. They were on the kitchen counter all afternoon. I made him put them up high and out of sight. Ugh! As they sat there ALL DAY, I would look at them and think about them. My tastebuds were whispering, Must. Have. Cookies. Now. My heart was saying, NO. NO. NO. Don't. Need. Cookies. So I did not succumb to temptation.
I just wonder what tomorrow will bring. (sigh)