- If I workout, I can have that bag of Cheetos.
- If lose enough weight to drop a size, I get to have pizza. (seriously - what sense does that make!??!!)
- If I'm good Monday - Friday, I can have a cheat day on Saturday, and eat whatever I want.
And then I saw this. Holy shit, you guys! I've totally been rewarding myself like a dog. Roll over, you get a treat. Shake, get a treat. Come in the house rather than running through the neighborhood, get a really big treat. It spoke to me on such a level, that I needed to personalize it. I'm thinking about how I can get it blown up, and put on my fridge. Seriously. What the hell am I doing?
For a person with an issue, which I quite obviously have, with food - the last thing I should be using as a reward is food. Would you reward a gambling addict with a trip to the casino? Unlikely. Would you toast the recovering alcoholic with champagne? Probably not. So what the hell am I thinking? Turning the issue into the bonus isn't healthy. So enough of that crap. If I feel like I really need something that's bad for me, I'll have it - and try to have it in moderation. Expecting to never crave or consume unhealthy food, is completely unrealistic. But I won't set up circumstances where I "earn" the indulgence. I can see now that that's just perpetuating the issue.
I'm not a dog. I won't continue to treat myself like one.
OMG!! Ive been a Pampered Poodle all this time! you are so right I am definatly putting this on the fridge x
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