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Time to watch out! It’s my 8:30s … or Why I Don’t Keep the Good Stuff in the House

My rules (I won’t eat between meals, I won’t take seconds, I’ll strictly-avoid added sugar & I’ll drink at least 2 liters of water a day) serve me pretty well most of the time.  They act like a protective shield around my body — keeping temptation away. So I don’t (mostly) have to use will power.  Which is good since I don’t have much.

But, I’ve noticed that almost every night at about 8:30 p.m. I find myself rummaging around in the kitchen, looking for something good. A sweet treat.  A COOKIE.  Ice Cream …. even (pause) … a marshmallow.

8:30 is a witching hour of sorts in my house.  That protective shield evaporates.  And I’m helpless. I swear, It’s not a pretty thing.

Luckily the grocery shopping happens in mid-afternoon when that shield is up and at it’s most powerful.  You should see me in the grocery store.  All the bad stuff lines the aisle right inside the door but, I breeze right by.  Candy?  Nope. Cookies – naw! Chocolate powder?  Cake mix? Sugared Cereal? Rice Crispie Treats? …. No, no, no & no! It’s all there, right inside the door.  You can’t get to anything else until you pass that.

(whew! just typing it out exhausted me)

I admit it.  I have my weak moments.  But, I’ve found a way to work around them by limiting my access to tempting treats at home.

What about you?  Whatever your goals, are they always strong enough? Or do you get tempted by something you don’t really want to eat anymore? How do the 8:30s (whenever that is) affect you?

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