Alas, I resisted but not before I had my shoes tied and was halfway to the car. I believe it was the gust of cold wind or the screaming of NOOOOO by my wife from inside the house as she scrambled to tackle me before I could go off the reservation.
Self control is a muscle and last night I was power lifting.
Guess what though? I made it. I survived the assault on my senses perpetrated by the clever commercial.
It gave me a thought. Part of our obesity problem is not only ingrained in the large amounts of television we watch but also WHAT we watch. A month ago I would have gone out at 11PM and gotten that burger, large fries, giant soda and I would eaten it to there was nothing but an empty bag and an over filled stomach.
Feeling bad about myself I would have crawled to bed, full of grease, carbs, and sugar. My body would have struggled all night long to defend itself, but I'm a diabetic, my body it ill equipped to deal with the barrage I just launched against it so I would have woken up feeling ill. Not just ill, but the gym would have not been a reality, I would have been ran down all day, and I would have repeated the process of the night before due to my low energy level and the inevitable 'Well it's a bad day' excuse.
I know this because it's how I lived my life day after day until about a month ago.
Last night I learned how resolved I can be. I resisted, my will power is getting stronger. I'm proud of myself for winning the battle in the war against my own paradigms.
Have a great day folks.
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