From The Storyteller
Hello All: Today's might never be a part of your life, but it's definitely a part of mine. Enjoy. Doug
“What were we thinking”, me standing in the shower talking to Elaine the morning after we ate a pizza for our evening “snack”. We’re both up 2 lbs. and neither of us remembered the frozen pizza we heated the night before as being particularly tasty. Which brings me to wondering why, on that particular evening, both of us were tempted to break our diet and splurge.
And this causes me to focus on that little voice in the back of my head occasionally offering the subtle question, “Why not?” This is not the voice of an experienced, mature, well-reasoned suggestion being encouraged. Oh no! It’s the voice of a little boy living deep inside of me, who is continually trying to tempt me to explore new things.
Yes, there are so many good healthy options to choose from, but “no”, that little boy in me works at “tempting” me with fully loaded baked potatoes, expensive cheeses, craft beers, cheese burgers, chicken fried steak, loaded tacos, cheesecake, BBQs and Irish Whiskey.
Which naturally brings me to the idea of what has come to be known as comfort food. Experience has taught me that all of us have different opinions about this. For some it’s ice cream and for others, like Elaine, it’s chocolate. From my list above you can tell my definition of comfort food is quite flexible.
For me, the problem is not necessarily tied to the food or the need to make myself feel better. It’s directly tied that little boy whispering in my ear, “Why not?” I’ve learned to live on the healthy side of those suggestions more often than not, but the temptations are still there – evidenced by last night’s pizza.
Which causes me to smile as I wonder, “Will that little boy inside of me ever grow up?”
Moral: Somethings are hard to resist.