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Ok, I’ll be honest here. I miss Egg Nog THE MOST! I cannot tell you how much I miss Egg Nog. As a child when the milkman came twice a week I would grab that egg nog during the holidays and almost guzzle it, and half an hour later WANT MORE!!!
Since we’re being honest I would have to be honest and say these are the treats and drink I couldn’t control. I never stopped when full, I stopped when finished. One sip or even 1 glass of Egg Nog ramped up the cravings train that ran around and around in my brain until I had a second glass. If food is fuel and where would this leave me? It will leave me full, tired, and useless because of my over indulgence. Sugar Drunk! Useless.
In these last 4 years I’ve come to terms with what this treats do to me and the problems I have with them. They are what I call, “controlling foods” in my world. I don’t want to end up where they take me. It’s really that simple.
Are you happy with where food takes you? Do you like who you see in the mirror. Do you like to be in photos? So you feel the fresh air of freedom or the chains of bondage to sugars and starches?
Personally I like the fresh air of freedom.
It captures our hearts and then TAKES our life!
The holiday season is this crazy time where we celebrate with food. We indulge, enjoy, over-consume and party! We stay out more and sleep less. We push and press through, all the while rising to meet another day saying, “Ok, not today. Today I need to behave. I feel like crap!” Then you turn around and you’re facing February still feeling like crap, still indulging and still starting over on Mondays.
That was me, so many years in a row. Food HAD me. It had tasted good and I kept looking for that GOOD feeling over and over and eating through things thinking it would be there with the next bite. It never was.
Tired, and tired of being tired. Tired of feeling bad about myself and still eating. Tired of my pants being tight and uncomfortable. Tired of waking up tired. Tired of the guilt and shame. Why couldn’t I pull out of this?