So I'm an impulsive eater, when I have money. I'll be out, and if I have money on me, my mind starts going "Where can I eat/drink? Starbucks for a coffee? Chinese food? Burrito? Buy some Cheetos at the 7-11?" and so on. Well, I have a $20 bill in my backpack, and on my drive home today I started thinking about stopping at 7-11 for a cheap latte - I make this horrible high-calorie concotion I love, with mostly french vanilla cappuccino from the machine, with a liberal sprinkling of cocoa powder, a shot of caramel praline creamer, and a handful of mini-marshmallows - on my way up to my apartment from downtown. I did that the other day, after buying my books at the bookstore in the same strip mall as the 7-11, got a Latte of Doom and a bag of Cheetos and scarfed it all that afternoon.
But I remembered that, almost EVERY time I "impulse eat" like that, I feel really crappy about it afterwards. So I bargained with myself, reasoning that if I was already arguing with myself so much it couldn't possibly be a good thing, and decided to go straight home, placating my inner "gimme!" with remembering that, if I still wanted it so bad in an hour or two, it's not that far from my house and I could walk to get one.
AND I DROVE STRAIGHT HOME! That's the first time I've consciously stepped in to reign in that kind of impulse noshing. Yay!
