Not sure how I feel about this guy, although he’s certainly earnest enough. I think part of what sabotages my own efforts to slim down is a latent cynicism – I’m not sure if I really believe I can do it. I’ve had small successes in the past – about a year and a half ago, I lost 25 pounds (then gained it all back again). I feel like I have the smarts to accomplish this, just not sure about the whole “willpower” thing – the notion of willpower itself seems ludicrous. I’m fighting biology here, by all accounts. How does one battle biology?
Poker nights are going to be a challenge. Last evening, I set myself up well, making a delicious bowl of squash, lentil and chickpea soup before the kids came by to play. I prepared a veggie plate for snacks, thank you very much, and had Diet Pepsi in the fridge (conveniently forgetting to buy beer). But in walks Friend 1, with a bag of Smart Food (which, despite the clever name, is not smart, nutritionally speaking) and Doritos (evil incarnate). Friend 2 had something called “Skinny Corn Chips” which looked like the packing peanuts you use when you move and didn’t taste much better. Friend 3 brought Gummi Bears. I am powerless against Gummi Bears.
With so much food on the table, I found it difficult to avoid nearly constant grazing. I’m definitely one of those “see it, eat it” people. So, strategy for next time: Make sure the food (especially the bad stuff) is at the other end of the table.
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