Tonight I’m a little proud of myself. After dinner (more like a 2nd-ish helping of dinner really) I had just a little bit of a party-mixed-nuts type of a thing. But it was purposefully just a little. I was being better about a bunch of things.
I put it on a plate. I didn’t eat right out of the container.
I poured just a little bit and actually ate it mindfully, not scarfing it down without really tasting it.
Which made me realize it tasted quite sugary, which I didn’t want at 7:30 at night.
So I closed the jar and put it back in the pantry.
I did however take out and eat a kinda-sorta-candy-bar protein bar. So I had that, then took Freckles (my parents’ dog, I’m pet-sitting) out for his evening walk.
That’s all preamble. The part I’m a little bit proud of was all during the walk, having that bit of sugar both from the party mix and the protein bar kicked off some serious sugar cravings. I was outside, with no easy access to food, so that was a plus. But when I got back to the house, moment of truth. Time to set the tone for the night, my sleep, how I’d feel tomorrow, all of it. This is the part I’m a little proud of. In the past I would have (and did!) reach for instant gratification and wolf done another two (or 5!) protein bars until it was very obvious I’d eaten too much. But this time was different. Before I made the decision on how the rest of the night would go, I asked myself the question, “Have I ever regretted this choice?”
Yes. Yes I have. Nearly every time.
“Do I want a different outcome?”
Yes. Yes I do.
Then make a different choice.
Which is what I did. No evening snack. That’s my moment of strength tonight. Felt a bit of pride in that decision. I feel better. I feel aligned. My actions and intentions line up. It’s a nice feeling.