Feb 28 2018
Not today, Satan. Not today.
I work in a fairly large office. It is pretty busy too. Often times, people bring in sweets as a thank you gift.
Personally, I think this is a sick and twisted way of saying thank you- here, elevate your blood sugar on us!
I find this abundace of sweets quite challenging because I have a sweet tooth. Correction, I have all sweet teeth. That is one of the reasons why lowering my carbs has been quite an adjustment.
But I am dealing.
Grudgingly.
Today, a delivery came of wonderful, fancy, gourmet cupcakes. I was offered one.
I declined.
I did not even want to think about the amount of carbs in that wonderful few bites of yummy deliciousness.
Then I remembered how being carb drunk made me feel a few weeks ago. That was not a pleasant experience.
I resisted by saying, “Not today, Satan.”
This is not the first time I’ve had to say that in this office- addressed to the offending yet temping carbs, of course.
You can imagine the looks I get when someone overhears me. I just tell that person that I am talking to the food.
One person questioned if the food talks back. Yes, actually, and it is quite rude. You could say it talks smack.
And I do not have time for that.
Maybe I actually am learning from being carb drunk.