I wanted a cookie today. It’s not unusual, really, but my mouth was watering for my favorite kind of cookie – Lofthouse soft frosted sugar cookies. The kind of cookies I used to buy and hide under my seat. Yep, those ones.
So, when I headed for lunch, I stopped by the grocery store and bought some. I really did. And when I got to my car, I set them on the seat next to me, ran a couple more errands and then on my drive home, I ate one. I didn’t hide it. I didn’t even care if anyone saw me buying them or even eating one. That’s the key. It was one. Not four, not three, not even two. ONE!
I did it. I bought a dozen of them and only ate one. And, I didn’t hide the package under my seat when I was done. And you want to know something else? It didn’t even taste that good. Sadly, kind. But happily, really. Wait, did that make sense? Oh, well. Doesn’t matter. There may be a couple of reasons why it didn’t taste that good…one, I still have a cold, which by the way, really stinks, and two, I am thinking the cookies weren’t the freshest. I didn’t look at the date, but they were decorated like Easter eggs.
So I bought ’em, ate one and then threw the rest of the package in the garbage. Yep, I just threw them away. Luckily, the whole package only cost $1.50. Even if that one cookie didn’t taste that great, I could have easily eaten the whole package. So, by throwing them away, it saved me a ton of calories. If that’s what it takes, I am okay with that. Really, I am.
Oh, and by the way, I did exercise this morning and I did log that one, single, solitary cookie on my Weight Watchers food log. Three points. And even if it didn’t taste that good, it was still worth it.