I’ve been trying to eat better, work out and get ready for the coming rugby season, but I have an issue. I have a sweet tooth, like many other people. My problem, however, is that I also have an issue with the amount of sweets that my tooth wants to be filled with. If there’s a sweet in the house I attempt to ignore it for as long as I can. When I cave and start eating it, however, it tends to disappear very quickly. I tend to say that I have good will power, but when it breaks, IT BREAKS. My brain tells me that I’m going to eat it all eventually, why not just do it all in one sitting? Plus sweets would be the first thing I grabbed when I started getting hungry rather than a piece of fruit or a glass of water. It’s not good.
So almost three weeks ago I made myself a vow. I was going to lay off the sweets for two weeks. It was like in college when I gave up alcohol for Lent. The goal was to make my brain realize that my body didn’t need what I was giving up. Granted alcoholism and eating sweets are very different, but the premise is the same.
The morning of July 21 I said goodbye to sweets.
I knew that it was going to be a shock to my system, but I also knew that I could do it. I didn’t go through the house and throw everything away, I wanted it to be just like it normally is, and we ALWAYS have some form of sweets in the house. It’s one of the perks/downsides of marrying Erin (also, with a potty training toddler we need candy to bribe him with).
I’m proud to say that I successfully navigated the two weeks without eating sweets. I was tempted many times, but I just asked myself if what I was looking at eating was really worth breaking the promise I made with myself.
And now that I’m off the ban I am eating sweets again, and I’ve probably had a little too much this week (I’m chalking this week up to absence making the heart grow fonder), but I’m starting to get sick of them. My body got used to not having them and now reminds me that fruit is delicious all the time and actually provides sustenance.
Besides, as Isaac gets older I’m going to have to SHOW him healthy eating habits rather than just tell him about them. May as well get ready ahead of time.