I made it through Thanksgiving without so much as a single twinge of guilt. Sure I ate a little too much, but I steered clear of the dessert binges, and the stuffing overdoses. I felt really proud of my ability to stay focused on my goals and not let all the food cloud my vision.
That was Thanksgiving. Fast-forward 30 days - My wife and are at the WalMart getting stocking stuffers for our two kids. I could actually feel myself sinking into a state of mind where my eyes glaze over, and any thoughts of eating right are forced into the little closet where I keep stuff that I want to forget. $65 later and I can’t wait until Christmas morning so I can help my kids with the candy. I spent $65 on candy. We don’t keep candy around the house - ever - except on Christmas.
I was like Fez on the 70’s Show - yesterday was a candy orgy. In the last 24 hours, I have single-handedly consumed a package of Reese’s Pieces, a package of Reese’s P.B. Cups, a package of Charms Blow Pops, a package of Hershey’s chocolate bars, and for good measure a package of gummi-crabbie patties.
All this in addition to all the turkey, dressing and fixins.
Now I feel like shit.