I love ice cream.
So when I eat it, I naturally want to eat a lot of it. And then my stomach inevitably aches. While enduring these aches, I persuade myself to not scoop so much next time, and I agree with myself whole-heartedly every time.
But then the next time, as I lovingly pack scoop after scoop of ice cream into my mug, I begin to doubt my conviction that there is such a thing as too much of a good thing. How could this delicious treat hold any malicious intent towards my stomach? Why shouldn't I add one more scoop to this collection of yumminess? Wouldn't that make it even yummier?
No. It's that one extra scoop that damns me.
What a weakling I am! How long will it take for me to learn my lesson?!
I am with you there! I always eat too much of the things I love. And then I'm so full, I can't enjoy it anymore.
ReplyDeleteOne of the ideas that Gretchen Rubin (read the Happiness Project -- now she has a new book, happier at Home too!) opened my eyes to was the concept of a moderator vs. abstainer. She spells it out better than I can: http://www.happiness-project.com/happiness_project/2012/10/back-by-popular-demand-are-you-an-abstainer-or-a-moderator/
ReplyDeleteI am definitely a moderator -- sometimes I overdo on dessert, but usually I can make a package of OREOS last a month, eating 3 each night.
It apparently takes 20 years. I am FINALLY eating less ice cream and haven't woken up to a "fat girl hangover" in six months. Hooray for me!
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