Since the start of the year, well just before, I have been adamant about eating right. During the holidays I knew I let myself enjoy a little too much, but I didn’t realize how much. It was my breaking point. I blog about beauty, about real beauty and health, but part of real beauty is reality. My [...]
I hate the term cheating about as much as I like diets. Never diet. Change how you eat permanently. But in changing how you eat, you will want to splurge once in a while. For me, it’s while I travel. After a late night with a client and a few bottles of wine, I got back to my hotel and downed a bag of chips and a Kinder Egg.
What can I say, I can never find Kinder Eggs, and they are fantastic. I had them as a child in Germany. It’s a fantastic chocolate egg (European chocolate is so much better than the States) with a toy inside. And to those of you that are curious, I got a race car, sponsored by Porche I think.
But that’s not what this post is about. When I went to bed at 9:30 (shush, I had to be up at 4am for a flight) I started to snooze and thought about how a bag of chips and chocolate wasn’t the best thing for me. I mean I had a great meal and dessert (shared with 4 others), so why did I need to eat?
It’s this kind of thinking that can de-rail anyone’s new eating plans. The next day comes and you start thinking your diet (STOP THAT) is wrecked, so why not have that KitKat bar?
Stop that. All of it. I am saying this to myself as well as anyone who reads this. Stop worrying. Allow yourself some madness now and then. My well endowed hip area is not going away tomorrow, so why worry about one night of indulgences? Call it what it is and go back to normal eating (see the D word missing?) the next day, or a few hours later.
Life is entirely too short to fret over things like “cheating on your diet.” Breakfast was primal again by the way. Back on track. And now time for a flight.