My last post, which contained many references to Little Debbie oatmeal cream pies, actually created a craving for them. So on the way home from work Friday, I stopped at the grocery store and got sushi (supermarket sushi isn’t the best sushi ever, obviously, but it’s fresh and tasty and convenient), along with a quart of sherbet and a pint of Ben & Jerry’s Vermonty Python (it’s been in the mid-90s here all week, and ice cream just sounded SO good), and 2 boxes of Little Debbie oatmeal cream pies.
It’s Sunday afternoon, and the oatmeal cream pies are GONE. Both boxes. All 24 pies. And…I feel a little sick (physically, that is; as in nauseated). And annoyed with myself — NOT because I ate them all, but because it takes eating enough to make myself nauseated to get it through my brain that maybe, just *maybe*, snarfing them all down isn’t what I want. I don’t *like* feeling nauseated and sort of sugar-hungover.
My inner 10-year-old wanted to know she could have all the oatmeal cream pies. So she did. Unfortunately, my physical 36-year-old is paying the consequences.
It’s like I have to *prove* to my inner 10-year-old, or my stomach, or something, that (1) there’s always more food, (2) I can have whatever I want, and as much of it as I want, and (3) nothing bad will happen if I *do* have 2 boxes of oatmeal cream pies (other than the nausea).
But then again — and it’s an extreme way to learn, I grant you that — if it takes making myself nauseated to realize that I can have snacky cakes whenever I want, and I don’t have to eat them all just in case they get taken away, then I can live with the nausea.
The 2 cartons of ice cream? Untouched. (By my lips, that is; the boyfriend dug into the Ben & Jerry’s with true glee. One of the many reasons I love him so.)
And today I’m eating scrambled eggs over cooked bulgur, and it tastes fantastic. I don’t even want anything sugary.
I’d like to hit a balance in my eating and in what I’m hungry for, although I know it takes time. Possibly a lot of time. And I’m okay with that. I just hope it happens before I cause the stock prices of Little Debbie Inc. to shoot through the roof.