It’s Super Bowl Sunday
… and i am in for a LONG day of studying for my test tomorrow. it sucks! granted though, i do NOT have to deal with the super bowl munchies.
i went to the grocery store this morning right before lunch time and that was a big mistake. i know you are not supposed to shop when hungry and i wasnt terribly hungry and i dont usually have too much trouble with buying junk food when i am there. today was different. i have been following my “lifestyle” to the T for 4 days now and boy, all my cravings hit me when i was in the store. i had no trouble waking past the bread aisle or the baking aisle or the icecream aisle, but omg the peanut butter aisle was SCREAMING at me. i absolutely ADORE peanut butter and it is relatively healthy for you (i only buy smuckers natural, so it has no sugar or added crap), but i do not know the word moderation with peanut butter. or for that matter, nuts. they are so salty and delicious. the texture of chewing peanuts or peanut butter is referred to as umami (specifically it is the tastes of digesting proteins) and i LOVE that texture and the way it feels in my mouth. if you can’t tell, peanut butter and nuts are my trigger foods. i stay away from them with as much strength as i can. i have not had peanut butter or nuts in my apartment since . . . . idk, sept maybe. and it doesn’t help that i hear all about the salmonella outbreak in everything but peanut butter spread and it is making me think about it and CRAVE it MORE. weird, i know. anyways, while at the store today i resisted. . . yes resisted, walked right past it, and then for some reason as i was headed to check out my cart took over, dragged me to the peanut butter aisle and picked up a container and headed back to check out. while standing in line, i visualized getting to the car, ripping open the jar and having at it, just like i have unfortunately seen people do with a box of a dozen doughnuts (it’s sad that i have seen people do that on multiple occassions)
. ok, back to my story. i had almost convinced myself to actually lower my standards enough to open the jar in the car, when magically, i saw a pack of gum in my purse. i was like an addict reaching for my vice. i grabbed that pack of gum and shoved 2 pieces of minty peppermint gum in my mouth. and hurdle was jumped. the gum saved my life. no really!! it did.! the gum took my mind off the peanut butter. it didn’t completely save the situation though because i didnt yank the peanut butter out of the cart and set it aside like i normally do (yes, i have had to do that on multiple occassions, pathetic, eh??!). the peanut butter had already been rung up. so i paid and left. the jar stayed securely in the trunk while i chewed my gum and drove home, thinking about lunch. normally, it is a turkey sandwich and cottage cheese, but since i knew there was no way i could not keep the PB jar closed, i decided to have a PB tortilla with pumpkin and cinnamon. disgusting sounding now that i type it, but you wouldn’t believe what i eat with PB (i grew up on PB, banana, and TURKEY sandwiches). and the final challenge that i succeeded with today was i did not overdo my sandwich. i measured PB (dont know the last time i did that) and i counted every calorie and believe it or not, i am satisfied. it’s a miracle. and know that i have my PB fix, i am thinking of pitching the PB in a trashcan outside (not inside b/c i will dig it out). i think i am going to do it while i am still satisfied and havent started craving it again yet.
it’s amazing how food can turn us into addicts, huh? it’s sad, it’s true and knowing the truth allows me to determine a solution. good luck everyone and hope i brought a little amusment to your day from my pathetic quest for PB satisfaction without overindulgence. :) ttys
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