There you are, out to dinner at a trendy restaurant with friends. This place is known for the gourmet pizza they stream out of the kitchen like sizzling saucers. You want a pizza so badly. Yet your fork is perched over a salad.
I’m being good ordering the grilled chicken salad, you mentally monitor.
Crunch, crunch, more mental math. You can already tell this salad won’t satisfy you.
YOU TRY AND FOCUS ON THE CONVERSATION WHEN SUDDENLY, THE SERVER BRINGS SOME JUST-OUT-OF-THE-OVEN BREAD TO THE TABLE.
The steam rising off the bread is like a smoke signal that your good eating is about to go up in flames. You (of course!) find a loophole to being good. I’ll just go to the gym tomorrow.
No, you mentally monitor.
I’m eating clean and that bread is not on the plan. I’m being sooooo good. And strong.
These mental gymnastics continue.
Plus, what will these people think if I do eat the bread? Especially after ordering a salad! Oh this feels so stupid. I just want THAT. BREAD.
You skip the bread. The official evening out ends. You go home, devour the gluten-free, organic cookies while wondering,
WHAT THE F@#$? WHY DO I DO THIS? I’M SO TIRED OF THIS. SO TIRED.
BELIEVE IT OR NOT, THIS MOMENT IS ACTUALLY GREAT NEWS.