A strange thing is happening to me.
I don't feel like eating naughty things anymore.
You may remember:
- the dark days of Eatathon I and II
- me eating whole pints of Chunky Monkey in one go
- the cupcake cravings which led to me devising "surprise outings" with Fluffy Bear as an excuse to go to specialists cupcake places around the city.
I even found a new cupcake shop online before it opened in our town, and waited in anticipation for the big day.
That has all changed.
I don't crave sweet things anymore and I am just not as hungry as I used to be.
I actually went into a donut shop this week and all I bought was coffee!
That may sound like nothing to you but, for me, it's a minor miracle.
It's not that I have more discipline. Something inside me has shifted.
- I looked at all the donuts in the glass display case and I didn't feel like having one.
- At my usual coffee shop, I don't stare longingly at the chocolate bundt cake anymore.
- When I go out to eat, I often genuinely feel like having a salad.
- I took three chocolate biscuits (cookies) with me to the living room with my cup of tea and only ate one
- I am not drinking half as much wine as I used to.
- I have chocolate frozen yoghurt in the fridge and it has been there for more than a week.
Something, somewhere, has been realigned.
And I really like it this way.