It Won't Be Pretty!

I've been enormously impatient and emotional for the past couple of weeks and I think I've finally figured out why.  In trying to stick to one of my New Year's resolutions (lose about 5 to 10 pounds), I've had to give up some of my favorite snacks.  Man, is that hard!  Every night after dinner as I sink down into my favorite chair to watch whatever nonsense is on the tube, instead of reaching for popcorn or crackers or cookies, etc., I start peeling a lovely little orange.  Okay, oranges are good for you, I know.  But do I really want to eat an orange?  No.  Not at all.  And then I see all these commercials for delicious-looking foods and I WANT them!

It feels like deprivation; it really does.  I've heard the advice about allowing yourself to eat something tasty once in a while in order to continue following your diet.  But I have to be very careful with that.  It's like that old Lays potato chip commercial:  Bet you can't eat just one!  Well, no I can't.  If I eat one, I want another one. And another one.  And then the whole bag!  So, if I allow myself one cookie, then I want another one.  Very addictive little bastards.

So, then what is one to do?  To me, this elimination of goodies and tasty foods is pretty much the same as giving up cigarette smoking.  You say cigarettes are addictive?  Well, so is chocolate.  So are salty snacks, in my opinion.  My bitchiness is similar to that of the poor smoker trying to kick the habit.

I'm winning the battle right now but beware.  Some day they may find me locked in a room with ten bags of chips, twenty-five candy bars, a bottle of soda, and a Twinkie stuffed in my mouth.  

And it won't be pretty!