
I've never admitted this to anyone... but I've had a love affair with cake pretty much all of my life.
I've always loved cake! I've loved eating it... baking it... decorating it... and even looking at pictures of it! I can't even count how many times in the past I have sat down at my computer and done a Google image search of cakes and cupcakes! One of my favorite shows is... yep, you guessed it... "Ace of Cakes!"
I.Just.Can't.Get.Enough.CAKE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
At least that's how I USED to feel about cake. But I think I'm over it now. I think I officially broke up with cake. I think I finally kicked cake to the curb. I think I'm ready to move on. And here's why...
Remember last week when I was
babysitting? Well... the kiddos wanted to help me make a cake so we could have a fake surprise birthday party for my hubby when he got home from work the one day. So I obliged. I figured it would be no big deal. Making the cake, frosting it, and decorating it would kill some time... and the kids would have fun in the process.
So... we made the cake. And I figured out how many calories it was, and added it to my Fitday food journal. The calories fit into my daily allotment, so it was no big deal. I figured that a nice, little piece of cake would be a great treat... especially since I was going to serve it with a side of honeydew melon. Plus... I haven't had cake in at least 4 months... so I "deserved it," right?
Well... to make a long story even longer... (just kidding... hehe)
I DID NOT EAT THE CAKE!!! I did not even TASTE the cake! I absolutely, positively, without-a-doubt, contrary-to-my-lifelong-behavior...
DID NOT WANT TO EAT THE CAKE! This is monumental, people! Monumental, I say! hehe
I deleted the cake from my food journal. And deep inside... I wondered what was wrong with me. I had the calories left. I
could have eaten the cake. Why didn't I want it???
Why was I shunning something that had been my "friend" for so long and had always brought me so much comfort and pleasure in the past??? It was weird. I FELT weird. But I just could not shake the feeling of NOT wanting the cake!
If you've always been an emotional eater like me... you totally get this post. You realize how easy it is to live life and have food become much more important to you than simply providing sustenance to your physical body. You realize the deep hold that eating and food can have on your emotional well-being. And you realize that in order to change... you have to change your mindset.
And it seems like over the past 4 months... my mindset HAS been changing. Because normally... I would have eaten 3/4 of that cake by myself. I am NOT kidding. I would have eaten a piece as soon as it was baked, frosted, and decorated. I would have eaten a piece after supper for dessert. I would have eaten a piece as a snack before going to bed. I would have eaten a piece for breakfast the next day. I would have eaten a piece after lunch, etc., etc., etc. The kids would have been lucky to have had one piece to split between the two of them. Hubby probably wouldn't have gotten any at all.
But not this time. My attitude was...
Let THEM eat cake!I guess my days of being a cake wh*re are officially over. And even though this feels totally foreign to me... I'm embracing this feeling. I'm embracing the changes that I'm making as I continue to
take it one day at a time and do the best that I can each day! :)