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Confessions of a Carboholic

I have an addiction.  It's not drugs.  I don't smoke.  I don't even really drink alcohol.  But I do have a nasty habit.  I am a Carboholic. 

Little Debbie and I are the best of friends.  I would switch teams for that girl, and move to a state that allowed same sex marriage if she were real.

Mrs. Smith is quite high on my list of idols. 

Sara Lee would be welcome in my house any day.

A bag of potato chips doesn't stand a chance around me.

Don't even get me started on fresh Italian bread...

Seriously.  If it were possible to live on carbs alone I would do it.  Veggies and protein are only consumed out of necessity, but my starches are consumed out of love.

For example.  The soon to be ex used to do all of the grocery shopping.  He did the cooking, so it only made sense that the person who planned and made the meals shopped for them, right?  One Spring he sprained his ankle, and couldn't drive, let alone hobble through the super market.  That left it up to me.  I went shopping one Sunday afternoon.  I spent the typical $100 dollars or so that he always spent.  I was very proud of myself.  On Tuesday, when it was time to make dinner, he said: "Do you realize that you spent $100 on food 2 days ago, and there is not one meal in the house, but somehow the snack cupboard is jam packed?"  And he had a problem with this for some reason.   Doesn't everyone live on cookies, snack cakes, crackers, and chips?

When Bubba was a baby he cried and puked for 9 long months.  Finally, at his 9 month check up it was determined that he was gluten intolerant.  I truly believe it is from the Little Debbie overload he was subject to while in utero.  The only option was to completely eliminate any wheat gluten from his diet until at least his 2nd birthday if we wanted him to outgrow it.  This meant that I must do the same, since I was his primary source of nutrition at the time.  But I found ways to deal with it.  Did you know wonderful Paul Newman created his own version of Oreos that are gluten free?  I didn't until that diagnosis.  But I gladly cheated on Debbie and Sara with Paul for over a year since I had committed to nursing Bubba until his second birthday.  I got down to the lowest weight of my adult life during that time though, since my carb choices were so limited.

I could have never done the Atkins diet.  In fact, when people I worked with did the Atkins, I gained weight because I was always willing to take the bread they wouldn't eat. 

There have been times when I had a bag of Lays potato chips and a container of French onion dip for lunch.

Why am I finally admitting to this bad habit?  Because I need your help.  I need to break up with those three evil women.  I must stop before it's too late.  Part of my New Year's resolution is to cut out the crap.  No more wasted empty calories.  I was once given the advice that I should eat to train, not train to eat.  I need to think of everything I put into my mouth as fuel for my workouts.  And cookies and cakes are not going to cut it. 
How can you all help?  You can hold me accountable for my actions.  I am going to keep a food diary.  And I also will be logging my work outs on a much more consistent basis in 2011.  I have goals that I have set for myself.  And these goals are pretty lofty.  

Does anyone know of a 12 step program for this?

Comments

Erin said…
Gluten- free oreos!? Hmm, if my test comes back as a celiac on Friday I may have to go get me some!! & um, i fix my chocolate addiction with giving myself a hersey kiss every day :-) & some days I don't even need my chocolate fix. Wish, I was a little debbie, sara lee & potato chip girl but I am not. It's icecream & hersey chocolate!! I don't believe in giving up food, it's about limiting your portions! 5 years ago a 1/2 gallon of icecream would not have lasted 3 days in my freezer- this November a 1/2 gallon lasted me about a month!!

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