So, my plan was to STICK TO A PLAN. You know a plan by the books so to speak. Well, no I'm a life long junk food eater. As kids we were rewarded with food, if we were upset we were given a root beer float, had a bad day well we baked cookies or CUPCAKES. My grandmother made the best damn cupcakes in the state of Maine. It was a weekly tradition to make cupcakes at her house and lick the frosting and batter bowls and have a few before we left to go home.
WELL then comes the HOSTESS CUPCAKE. [insert chorus singers and beems of light falling from the heavens]
That frigging little cupcake has contributed to my adult body living in a fat suit for the past 27 years.
What do you do when your body has lived on sugar for so long, quitting on the spot is like asking a crazk user to stop on the spot. It's just not going to happen so I did what I thought was livable...write it into your plan. But hold up! They come in a package of 2 what do you do with the second one? You can't buy a box of singles because we know whats going to happen 2 becomes 3....Well I tossed the second one, tossed it in the trash. Now anyone who has lived in my shoes you know what I'm thinking....
"2 SECOND RULE!!!!" no, I didn't eat it out of the trash but I'd be telling a lie if I said the thought didn't cross my mind for a second. What did I do I pushed that little sucker down and out of sight. Seriously I looked around for a second to see if the Hostess police were going to pop out from around the corner to arrest me.
Joking aside, my point is sometimes we need to write the things that we enjoy that are not the best for us into our plan until we can manage with out it. Little steps, LITTLE I TOSSED A HOSTESS CUPCAKE IN THE TRASH!!! I know my grandmother rolled over in her grave, I'm sure of it!
Making small gains to make room for larger ones...
Wait that doesn't sound right....