And the world DID NOT END. 

Sometimes it’s really, really hard to pass up sweets. Most of the time I ask myself if I’m really benefitting my body by eating processed junk, or if I’m actually even hungry. Usually that works, but sometimes you just really want a stupid brownie. In the past, I’d justify eating one, because it was just one brownie. Then I’d eat a second because the first one wasn’t even that big, and it really tasted good. Then it was a spiral from there. 

Would eating that brownie have made me feel good? Would it have satisfied my appetite better than the cup of fruit green tea I’m drinking now? Could I have eaten it and not feel guilty about it? Probably not. 

Brownies aren’t going anywhere. Save it for when you really want one. Plan for it. Make it the most delicious thing you’ve ever eaten, and savor it. Don’t eat it just to eat it. 

Emotional eating, folks. I’m guilty of it, and it’s what got me to my highest weight. But tonight, I’m still working on it, and earned a victory.