I'm feeling a bit ridiculous.
I've done great in the past two weeks. I've planned out my meals, followed them accordingly, and noticed my cravings have pretty much disappeared (I've cut out sugar/HFCS and other simple carbs). I've also been taking walks and feel really great about it. I weighed in at TOPS tonight and was rewarded with a 2-pound loss for my effort. I'm doing what's healthy, I feel like I'm going in the right direction again, and I feel I should be on top of the world.
Then I went to the grocery store with my husband.
I'd just finished dinner so real hunger wasn't an issue. We grabbed the handful of things we needed. And then he picked up a piece of candy and tossed it in the cart.
The funny thing is that he never picks up candy for himself. In all honesty I think it's the second time I've seen him buy himself candy in the past four years. I don't even like the type of candy he grabbed. But I suddenly wanted some too!
We'd passed by an endcap just moments before that had a display of chocolate-covered craisins, and I ventured back toward it. I reasoned that I could check the label further for the serving size and nutrition info, maybe I would pick it up and ration it out at home. But after some quick math I realized that the entire bag had way too many calories for one sitting and I wasn't sure I could trust myself to stick to one suggested serving at a time.
So off I wandered, looking for the candy aisle in hopes of finding chocolate I *could* have (we just moved into the area so I'm still a little unfamiliar with the stores here). DH asked me what I was looking for, and we walked the length of the store and back. No luck. But he pointed out another endcap full off Reese's Peanut Butter Cups (my old favorite) and other bags full of different kinds of chocolate candy. I shook my head and started crying.
Over chocolate?
What I'd really been looking for were the little bags of sugar-free candy. I know they're not always low-calorie but I had a great find at another store last week and budgeted for them accordingly. But at this point I was frustrated and just wanted to go home. We went to the checkout with my hands empty. I've been feeling absolutely miserable ever since, even though it actually didn't bother me in the slightest when he ate the candy in front of me (like I said, I don't even like the kind he picked up).
I'm proud of myself for not getting myself something. I knew it wasn't worth it and didn't give myself the option. I've even worked completely past the craving at this point, so I don't understand . . . why am I still so upset?


Lots of people get how you feel. Definitely. I know it's hard, yep I do. I'm glad that you wrote this post because you cried for the reason you did instead of, "I ended up eating the whole box and now I feel horrible and I can't stop crying."
You made a good decision and you should really be proud of yourself for that.
