As I walked out of church this morning and headed for my car, my thoughts were on lunch. I had some yummy egg casserole waiting for me at home. The problem was that I didn’t want that. I wanted fast food. I wanted a greasy hamburger & fries or a taco salad in a fried tortilla bowl. I sat in the car contemplating what to do. I even looked in my purse to see what cash I had on hand.
I knew what was causing the cravings. I am an emotional eater, remember. When I have to go to church by myself I get lonely. The worship part of the service just isn’t the same without the sound of my husband’s booming voice as he sings along. He loves to sing and I love listening to him. Later, sitting in the pew and trying to focus on the sermon my thoughts once again turn to my hubby. I wish he was there to put his arm around me or hold my hand.
I was lonely and it was making me want to give in and eat anything and everything that is bad for me. It was an epic battle for sure. I have been there before, several times in fact. Sometimes I won and other times I suffered miserable defeat.
I started to remind myself that I need to make small changes in my daily life in order to see results. I thought about the fact that I was able to resist the craving I had for sweets yesterday. I could resist today too.
I started up the car and headed straight home. I warmed up a big slice of Yummy Egg Casserole and put a few slices of homemade, wheat bread in the toaster. I had won the battle. I did not make a trip through the drive-thru.
After eating my lunch I started to crave something sweet. I fought it for a while and then decided that I needed to get up and start moving or I would cave in. I grabbed the shovel and took out some frustration on the snow in my driveway. It worked. I feel much better.
These may sound like small victories but I know that all these small victories will add up.
I am so proud of myself.