My gay boyfriend wanted to hang out tonight, but I had to pass because my big ol’ butt desperately needs to hit the gym. My mother booby traps the house with delicious treats. There are currently homemade cupcakes on the kitchen counter. Yesterday I ate three cupcakes. THREE! My sister suggested I try a new approach: take a bite of a cupcake so I can have a taste and then throw the rest of it away (careful not to offend our folks), while leaving whatever treat is around for my parents to enjoy. I’m not sure how that’s going to work yet…until then, it’s gym, GYM, GYM!
Do you live with people who set culinary booby traps? What do you do to avoid them? Anyone who spouts off bullshit like nothing tastes as good as thin feels will be cyber-kicked in the baby maker.
The trick is to be consistent in the gym, then it doesn’t matter so much what you eat. In the meantime, allow yourself goodies from time to time — especially what you really want. I had a colleague once that had strict strict eating habits M-F, but on the weekends, anything goes — booze, fat, carbs…
Thin is great but you know what? A cupcake is REALLY DELICIOUS. I have never been able to do the whole take a bite and throw it away thing. Hence the chub.
How ever did they get the frosting to look so store-bought?
When it was Cadbury season, I bought four boxes of Cadbury’s Eggs, then I put them in Ian’s charge, and I told him to hide them from me, and I’d have to ask him for one. He had strict instructions not to let me have too many too often. But he’s a bad hider (like men are), and I eventually found them. Luckily they were almost gone by that point.
But I second what Rich says about allowing yourself goodies. If you deny everything, you will eventually binge. Instead, work on your idea of moderation, and tell yourself you can have a little of something, or a normal amount every so often. Much easier said than done. Sometimes when I want something delicious and naughty, I say to myself, I’ll have these carrots first, and if I still want the treat later, I can have it.
Doesn’t always work, but then that’s why the miracle diet industry is so big in the first place, isn’t it?
More advice: try to center your day’s activities less on meals and instead make food an incidental part of the day.
I once had success by making myself eat only until I was no longer hungry but not until I was full. You have to make sure you eat slowly in order to do that.
For a while I was having some tummy issues, so I wrote down everything I ate. It wasn’t until then that I realized that I was having work treats every day instead of occasionally like I thought.
But, homemade cupcakes are hard to resist. I think in cases like this, you have to pick your battles. Maybe a cupcake after lunch, but *less* bread with dinner?
No culinary ones, just emotional booby traps.
“The trick is to be consistent in the gym, then it doesn’t matter so much what you eat”. – Rich
Rich? That’s an awesome fantasy, but it’s complete bullshit. xoxo
My trick is to take a few bites of what I’m craving, chew it up, and spit it out in the sink. Disgusting, but pure f’ing genius!
As a bachelor, I AM a culinary boobytrap. So many nights I think to myself, “This would be a fine time for beer and frozen pizza.”
I would answer you but the image of munching on yummy cupcakes has taken away my power of speech.
There’s a man at work who comes around every so often with pastries. I love him. I hate him. I’ve been forcing myself to eat sushi whenever I think of pizza. I suppose I should start jogging in the mornings. And wearing clean underwear. Just in case.
I have an idea – I am going to send over a large Italian man with the baseball bat………
WAIT! I know what you wanted to do with him last time!
I just find food that’s scrumptious AND healthy and eat it instead.
Well, along with some not-so-healthy.
But I’m lucky in that I don’t like sweet things. I hate cake/cupcakes/most candy. But I probably eat more beef jerky than is healthy.
I blame it on my manliness.
Do you live with people who set culinary booby traps? What do you do to avoid them?
I moved out so I could buy my own groceries. I try to nag them when I go home to visit, but they apparently don’t like being nagged. I nag because I love!
I AM the culinary booby trap. I apologize! I just can’t help it!
The mom at my house bakes treats and takes them to work in an attempt to keep them out of our girl tummies and make the work boys be nice.
My brother and girlfriend are living with me, and they buy the most delicious fattening things ever. I’m not going to lie, it’s hard to resist. I’m used to only having safe food in my house. Doesn’t help that my parents live next door and my dad loves to shove cookies in my face. I’m sure he wants me to be chubby, I don’t know why. I run my ass off just to maintain my weight. I SO FEEL YOUR PAIN.
The trick is to throw up after eating.