While at Women's Conference a couple weekends ago, I met my friend Mary for lunch before we both headed over to my mom's class. Mary and I had a great conversation about many things, one of them being our relationship with food--specifically sugar. Quite apropo, as we were sitting in our old haunt (the Harris Fine Arts Center) while eating our very healthy sack lunches and preparing to attend a class about taking better care of our bodies.
Mary told me she has finally just given into the idea that she cannot be moderate when it comes to sweets. And I told Mary that I agreed whole-heartedly. Not that she can't be moderate, but that I certainly can't, either! There is no such thing as "just one cookie" for me. If I decide to eat one, I may as well just eat the whole batch because I sure as heck won't stop.
Both Mary and I have been off sugar several times. We talked about how, once we managed enough willpower to be off for a couple weeks, it was easy to stay off. But the minute we thought we could handle a handful of M&M's, it was over. At least, that's how it is for me. One M&M after months of self-denial, and I will have eaten my entire weight in chocolate by the end of the hour. Best to just forego the one.
Later, the gal who was teaching alongside my mom was talking about healthy diets. She said something along the lines of, "If you want to eat a cookie, go ahead and just have one. Then you'll be satisfied and you can concentrate on other things." Mary and I looked at each other knowingly and laughed a little. I won't speak for Mary, but I was kind of hating that girl and all others like her who can stop with just one cookie. It really isn't fair.
I was so thankful that when my mom got up to speak, the first thing she did was make a joke about how if she ate one cookie that she'd eat a dozen. That some of us really can't stop at just one so it's best to know yourself. I guess I get that particular non-moderation gene from her. I can forgive her for it, since she gave me so many other good qualities, but I sure wish I could eat a cookie every once in a while and not gain five pounds in the process.
P.S. I'm trying to go off sugar again. I sort of fell off the wagon recently, and it's depressing me since I lost so much weight. I don't want to gain it all back, and I will if I'm not careful. So, the first couple weeks are the hardest. Please don't make me any brownies or I might have to kill you before I eat the entire batch.