Evil, thy name is "brownie"
Saturday, October 14, 2017
I was doing well, really well, staying away from sugary treats.
And then, along came the brownies.
It was my son's 4th birthday. When I asked what treat he would like to take in for his friends at school, he told me he wanted brownies with sprinkles.
One thing you should know about me: I don't bake from a box. It's all scratch in this house. And another thing you should know about me: I LOVE my brownies. They may be just about my favorite thing ever. I would choose that over cake any day.
I knew this, but figured I'd send the pan to school, and temptation would be gone. Of course, it couldn't be that easy. I needed 26 brownies, which meant another pan...and extras.
I did really well for two days, but I succumbed to temptation. Oh, they are GOOD! I could write sonnets about them. I probably had four of them over two days. Small squares, but still.
I wish I had avoided them completely, or given some away. But really, I am okay with it. I am not gorging myself, and I'm maintaining everything else aside from this little hiccup. Now they are gone, and I can get back to business.
I think it is important to look at the big picture, rather than focus on the little stuff. I have no doubt I can keep my momentum going. I am not beating myself up about my choices because I know I am doing a good thing here. I am praising myself for the good, acknowledging the bad, and encouraging myself to continue pushing forward.
I got this! I can do this!