Earlier this week I wrote about having rather, ah, intense feelings about certain snacks as of late.
Again, I find it somewhat odd that I could handle these foods on a daily basis with no problem for months. But, as of the past couple of weeks I found them calling me more and more. I didn't give in, but I knew I had to get out of Dodge if I wanted to be able to continue to state that.
So when I ran out of them, I didn't restock. And, voila, having them out of the house has made all the difference.
It sounds stupidly simple, but it works: If they are not in the house, I cannot eat them to excess.
No temptations in the cabinet, no urges, no bad decisions. I'm liking this.
I still have chocolate, for breakfast (LOL), and that's been fine. No untoward urges around my lovely LUNA bars, thank goodness.
So far, so good. My tracker looks a lot less chocolately, I'm feeling a healthy distance and I'm eating a better variety of food (mostly fruit for snacks). Good stuff.