Explain this to me: why is it that I can avoid any desserts when I go out to dinner or to a family party, but every day when I get home I have to have a (small) handful of chocolate chips or chocolate covered almonds? If we don’t have any chocolate, (large) spoonful of peanut butter.
I do a pretty good job at working out. I run a fair amount, and I lift enough to have most fitness people at least give me a passing grade as far as my routine is concerned.
But there is something about being alone in the kitchen that pulls me to the cupboard for something I don’t really need.
I need help. I’m coming up on 30 and I want to say on my 30th birthday, “The day I turned 30, I was in the best shape of my life.” I’ve never had a six-pack, and truth be told, I probably drink too regularly to realize that dream. But I feel like I can blow up my chest a little, get my wife some big arms for her to
pick stare at.
My other goal is to be able to hit a golf ball further than I can now without adding 25 pounds of butt and gut weight (why that helps some people hit things harder I’ll never know).
The point is, I can see all the things I want and I don’t think I’m that far off from getting there, but I self-sabotage myself. I can go out with family and convince everyone that I have this awesome will power (black coffee while everyone else is getting dessert), but go home and eat something that is 1/10 as gratifying as something at the restaurant would have been.
What do I need to do in order to avoid this kitchen cupboard conundrum?