Crack Food

I may have learned the limit on my cereal experiment.

Or maybe last night was just a fluke.

See, I bought Cinnamon Toast Crunch a few days ago. That used to be my favorite. And for a day or two, I was fine...then last night, bam. Three bowls.

Anomaly? Or a sign that I can't have sugary cereals in the house?

I woke up today feeling a bit defeated. Tempted to let myself slip a little, wondering what tasty things I could eat today to drag myself down just a little bit further, but I am going to try my darnedest NOT TO GIVE IN.

Maybe sugar really is like crack.

The Cereal Experiment

The Biff and I had a convo last week about my trigger foods, and how I can't keep anything in my house that's snackable and non-portion controlled. Big bags of chips, ice cream, things like that.

But I've been doing a lot better lately, haven't I? Tackling my issues, suppressing my bingey tendencies. Eating reasonable portions. Last week, I went to bed with the remainder of a pint of sorbet, then ended up getting out of bed and putting it back without finishing it. That has never happened in the history of time. A non-scale victory for sure.

This week, I got to thinking a lot about cereal.

I love cereal. But when I buy it, I eat the whole. Damn. BOX. Maybe not in one day, but in two, definitely. Excessively large bowls, two bowls at a time, gorgegorgegorge until it's gone.

But cereal is so tasty! And such a nice light post-yoga meal. And so comforting.

And I want to experiment with having cereal in my house.

Let's see how this goes.

Next time, I'll get healthier stuff.