Refused Pizza and Lived to Tell The Tale

This is not a particularly thrilling post, probably, but I am writing it to remind myself of the logic I must follow to continue avoiding stupid food mistakes.

 

Last night, we went out of town for for a work event (we = Claudia and I) and pizza was being served. I knew pizza would be served, and that we’d be gone until 10PM. So I packed dinner — a little bowl of salad with some leftover tofu, and a tupperware with 3/4 cups of cottage cheese that I seasoned with chives, parsley and (too much) garlic. I also brought an apple for “dessert” on the way home.

This is not exciting news, I know.

But when I was at the event, the smell of pizza was pretty tempting — especially since my cottage cheese had too much garlic powder (I love garlic — I never knew there COULD be too much) and something sweet and savory like pizza sounded clutch. It was even cut into tiny party-size pieces — which is the most dangerous part of all. Why? Because it’s really easy to think “Oh, it’s just a little piece…” and eat it and then it’s over.

So, dumb as it sounds, I mentally stigmatized. Here is the chronology of my thoughts:

6:00 PM: Don’t eat any pizza until all the participants are fed and seated.
6:15 PM: You have to eat your whole dinner before you can even consider pizza. Wait and see if you’re still hungry.
6:30 PM: I KNOW YOU WANT PIZZA SELF YOU REALLY SCREWED UP THIS COTTAGE CHEESE BUT YOU BETTER EAT EVERY BITE.
6:45 PM: Self, if you ate that pizza, it would be over so quickly. You wouldn’t even realize you were doing it. It would just be over and you’d have eaten the points and FOR WHAT?
7:00 PM: I mean, if you think about it, that pizza is probably cold right now. Even if it WAS good pizza while hot, it isn’t hot now.
7:30 PM: There are three little pieces left and we’re starting to take down the event. Do I eat them or throw them away?
8:00 PM: The last three little pieces of pizza hit the garbage can, and did so by my own hand

Crisis averted.

I think the important parts of the above logic are the notions that it would be over quickly, that I only wanted it because I didn’t want what I had, that the longer I waited the less important it seemed, and most importantly: that I wouldn’t outright die if I didn’t have it.

While some of you, dear readers, aren’t on Weight Watchers or on a wellness journey, some of you are. And so this post is for those of you who, like me, still struggle with food impulse control.

The best advice I can give? Come prepared. Bring a dinner. Bring snacks of snap peas and apples. Bring plenty of water. Don’t give in. Remind yourself how quickly that snack will be over — and ask yourself if it’s really worth it.

It almost never is.

And you, friend, are.

So hang in there.

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5 thoughts on “Refused Pizza and Lived to Tell The Tale

  1. Well done, it will be easier next time! I’m getting quite good now at carefully studying all the cakes and biscuits brought into work and then not eating them! Each time I do it I pat myself on the back! It’s not proper food, just sugar and fat.

    1. My good friend, who is also a fitness buff, crossfit coach and former bodybuilder, once told me that just because you can swallow it and digest it doesn’t make it good — I’m learning that she’s right! And what you said about sugar and fat is exactly true. I’ve gotten pretty savvy about avoiding bad situations like the pizza, but it is always good to remind myself that the war is never quite over!

      1. Yes, and like you I find the big help is taking my own food in, mainly veg based soups and casseroles which fill up and are low calorie. The funny thing is when people peer into my Tupperware saying ‘ooh that looks good what is it?’!

  2. I think it’s really important to remember that nothing bad will happen if you don’t eat something. With me it’s often about meeting an emotional need rather than a physical. So I can eat something to fit in with everyone else or because I don’t want to hurt someone’s feelings, but if I do that I must remember that I’ll be left feeling disappointed in myself. It’s better to be strong and resist in the first place!

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