It's the Most Fattening Time of the Year!
A few days ago I was struck with a revelation as I nibbled on an Oreo Cakester (I'd never heard of them either - thank you Halloween). To quote the sharks from Finding Nemo, I'm a "mindless eating machine." I realized that I was sitting on my duff eating cream-filled chocolate cake that I didn't even like, just because it was there. I'm proud to say that upon realizing this, I gave the rest to Nate.
November begins the most stressful portion of the year - the time when I get spacey. It seems that no matter what I'm doing, my head is somewhere else. My hands are in the middle of a stinky diaper and my head is in the dryer with the towels I still haven't folded, and on the computer searching frantically for choir music for our Christmas program, and down the street visiting teaching, and at the store trying to no avail to find the blasted can of pumpkin I forgot to buy but have to have because I volunteered to bake something for one of the 10 ward activities between now and Christmas. This often leads to crisis and tragedy. For example, I found a dozen eggs in the cupboard next to the flour about a week ago because I had been trying to talk, clean, and cook at the same time.
Combine this added stress with the fact that I eat absent-mindedly and you might as well just buy me a Jenny Craig gift certificate for Christmas because I'm going to need it. When I'm stressed out or spacey, it's almost certain that when I walk by the freezer, my hands are going to take over and dig out the bag of frozen cookies I tried to hide from myself, and force my mouth to partake. And I'm so far out in lala land that I won't realize it until I'm chewing the last bite.
During November and December, people like me are deliberately attacked by everyone else in the world. A knock at the door brings a plate of sugar cookies, Thanksgiving dinnner includes several varieties of pie, my neighbor stops by because she had an extra 6 batches of cinnamon rolls and thought of me. Add to that the fact that cold days = the perfect time to stay inside and bake something. The candy dishes are stocked and ready and I am afraid. AND we haven't gone running since our race which was how long ago?
So I see a few possible options:
November begins the most stressful portion of the year - the time when I get spacey. It seems that no matter what I'm doing, my head is somewhere else. My hands are in the middle of a stinky diaper and my head is in the dryer with the towels I still haven't folded, and on the computer searching frantically for choir music for our Christmas program, and down the street visiting teaching, and at the store trying to no avail to find the blasted can of pumpkin I forgot to buy but have to have because I volunteered to bake something for one of the 10 ward activities between now and Christmas. This often leads to crisis and tragedy. For example, I found a dozen eggs in the cupboard next to the flour about a week ago because I had been trying to talk, clean, and cook at the same time.
Combine this added stress with the fact that I eat absent-mindedly and you might as well just buy me a Jenny Craig gift certificate for Christmas because I'm going to need it. When I'm stressed out or spacey, it's almost certain that when I walk by the freezer, my hands are going to take over and dig out the bag of frozen cookies I tried to hide from myself, and force my mouth to partake. And I'm so far out in lala land that I won't realize it until I'm chewing the last bite.
During November and December, people like me are deliberately attacked by everyone else in the world. A knock at the door brings a plate of sugar cookies, Thanksgiving dinnner includes several varieties of pie, my neighbor stops by because she had an extra 6 batches of cinnamon rolls and thought of me. Add to that the fact that cold days = the perfect time to stay inside and bake something. The candy dishes are stocked and ready and I am afraid. AND we haven't gone running since our race which was how long ago?
So I see a few possible options:
- Lock myself in a health food store for the duration of the year.
- Learn to "let out" pants.
- Get pregnant - the ultimate excuse for binge eating/lack of exercise.
:o) You hide cookies from yourself in the freezer too!!!??? AND....eat them just minutes after putting them here?? (well, I do). They last a day...maybe two tops in there. Perhaps do lunges, high knees, bum kicks, and some sit ups while watching the kidos? The high knees and bum kicks will get your heart rate up and the lunges will burn the toosh and quads and the sit ups...well, we all could do more of that. Maybe Addison can do them with you? Let me know how that goes :o) Good luck.
ReplyDeleteDevelop gallbladder issues and be forced to go on a no to low fat diet until you have it removed. Then you'll just hurt too much to eat. This seems to be doing wonders for me. I'm sure it'll come back to bite me though when I feel good enough to move and realize I can eat butter again. Just thinking about it makes me want some sugar cookies.
ReplyDeleteI don't know how to overcome this problem. But I say we all just enjoy these next couple of months and hide the scale and then for our New Years resolution we can start running again and everyone will be all cookied and goodied out. :o)
ReplyDeleteDon't buy junk food you'll be tempted to eat. I love cookies and Doritos so I don't buy them. If they're not in the house, you can't snack on them. And keep healthy snacks around: fruit, nuts, etc.
ReplyDeleteOr if you do buy them, keep them out of sight. Studies have shown that if you see something, you'll be more likely to eat it. So put it in the lower cabinet or something.
And when you're baking sweets, get rid of what you don't want to be tempted to eat. If I bake a batch of cookies that I don't want to eat all of, I take them to work and have my coworkers eat them.
Those are my ideas. Hope it helps!