Rock star wonder woman
Thursday, November 01, 2018
I am a rock star bad ass wonder woman. I did it. I totally did it. I ate no candy last night!
And the amazing thing was that most of the time, after I decided in advance not to eat it, the candy wasn’t on my mind that much. I had anticipated having to deal with nonstop candy urges all night long. I definitely had a few, and I dealt with them, but it wasn't nearly as bad as I thought.
I could have simply decided that Halloween was too hard and thrown myself at the candy bowl. In that moment, it would have seemed much easier to do that, even the only realistic choice. But it wasn’t.
Having the courage and commitment to decide ahead of time changed everything. It’s like I walked into a room expecting to battle a lion and instead a kitten yowled at me a few times before falling asleep in the corner, waking occasionally to smush its face against my leg for some attention.
Makes you wonder: how many victories are we missing out on because we give up the fight in advance?
I smelled the chocolate. Every time I took the basket to the door and gave some to the trick-or-treaters, I saw the dopamine at work. I saw it in their wide-eyed, hopped up faces. Sugar!!
I could have joined in. I felt an ache in my chest. A slight one. If stubbing your toe is an 8, the candy urge ache was a 1. I described it to myself. “My chest aches a bit, it feels like tense muscles around an empty space.” By the time I was done describing it, the urge was gone.
Not much of an issue at all.
The urge came back several times throughout the night, as I expected. And I did the same thing – I allowed it to be there, I became super conscious of how it felt in my body, and I watched it pass through me. I did the same thing with my daughters’ pizza, too.
And I have the results to prove it. For the first time in my life, I woke up the day after Halloween weighing less than I did the day before - .2 pounds less. Some might look at that and say, big deal.
I look at that and say, bad ass.
I hope you all have a beautiful day and if you have leftover Halloween candy in your house, I hope you look at it and realize, it's no lion. It's just a kitten, asking for a little attention. And you can totally handle that (without eating it).