So today I ate treats! They were/are quite tasty. Let me just give you an idea of what it was like.
Clay wanted to be a part of the whole scene where I eat chocolate for the first time. So I made peanut butter swirl brownies (YUM) last night, and we each ate a slice about 1"x2". Not exaggerating, it was really that small. Neither of us had eaten breakfast yet and I was scared. I'm not joking. I had that piece in my hand for a good 15 seconds before I ate it and I kept saying, "I'm so scared!" The only thing I can really relate it to that I think would put perspective is...you know how you're told over and over again- no sex no sex no sex, then you get married and all of a sudden it's okay? You are scared and almost feeling kinda guilty? Like...wait, it's okay now? I'm kinda scared. Well...that's kinda the feeling I had here.
So I ate the bite of brownie and it was pretty good. But I was like- seriously? That's it? I don't even want more. I was expecting to be like "OH MY GOSH, WHAT HAVE I BEEN MISSING?!??!!" But...not really. So I brought a brownie for myself, and my coworkers to work...they ate theirs and I seriously couldn't eat mine. My body was already full on sweets from the morning! So after about an hour...I decided to take a bite. This brownie was about 3"x3" or so...and it took me 2 WHOLE HOURS to finish it! I'm not joking! It's all I could handle! I just took a bite every time I felt like it...and it took 2 hours to finish a VERY SMALL brownie. Then I just felt like I needed LOTS OF WATER. I drank SO MUCH water today...i think I was just trying to cleanse myself or something.
So I came home for lunch and there were the brownies. Now the old Danielle would've eaten...2, probably 4 brownies during her lunch break. But this new Danielle, she didn't even touch them! I didn't want any!
I ate less than half a candybar that my coworkers have been raving about for a month. But couldn't finish it. It was really really good, but I just couldn't! I'd eat one square, and I'd be like, "Woah...okay...slow down there" SERIOUSLY- crazy!
So I think my 6 month fast on sweets worked! In fact, I have here a brownie infront of me, cause I thought I wanted one...and I've taken 2 bites. And it's been like 20 minutes. I just can't handle it anymore!
Now I have to say something that BUGS me. So many people, when they find out I'm doing this...say things like, "Oh I couldn't do that." or "Oh I love treats WAY too much to do that"...or something. They act as if I didn't like treats, wasn't as addicted as them, or whatever. I'll have you know that I am the ONLY person in the entire UNIVERSE that I've EVER MET besides my siblings, that could eat as much treats, OR who was as addicted to treats. And pretty much every person I've ever known has eaten treats around me because I always made treats. Always. So....I saw how much they ate. The point is- it is kinda offensive when people act like that cause it's as if they are down-playing my accomplishment here. I am SO proud because I know that this was a HUGE dedication and I didn't slip ONCE! I went 6 WHOLE MONTHS without sweets, and I am SO PROUD of that.
And I've just gotta say, this was one of the most empowering things I've ever done. It's like- I have power over my body. And....I really REALLY suggest it to EVERYone. And, not that this was the reason, I lost like 5ish pounds doing it I think, and I'd probably have lost a lot more if I had more body weight. So yeah........just do it.