A few weeks ago, I had a women’s gathering at my home. I prepared a beautiful fresh vegetable salad
and a large bowl of fresh berries. Since
I was having guests, I also included a dozen bundtinis (mini, bite-sized bundts
individually wrapped). I am quickly becoming
a faithful PnP Tribe member, so I made a plan for the event and put one
bundtini on it. As the morning unfolded,
I got so busy hostessing that I simply did not have the sweet I put on my
plan. I sent all the leftovers home with
a woman who has three teenagers and began tidying up and doing the dishes. I was riding high on my “willpower.” I was, in fact, the queen of the world … for
a moment!! As the next few days
unfolded, I found that I had become unmoored.
I could not stay on plan and was grabbing all kinds of nonsense food to,
I don’t know, make up for the fact that I missed out on my planned bundtini. I did countless Discovery Sheets on why I
could not get my act together. Suffice
it to say, I learned a lot about myself and came out the other side more
committed than ever to the Tribe Way of Life!!!
Shortly after “the incident,” I received an email from the
bundt cake company telling me that I get a “free” bundtLETTE for my birthday (which
was imminent). Ooooooh, I thought, now I
can try again AND the bundtlette is bigger than the bundtini (first rationalization). I’ll share it with my husband (I KNEW that
was a lie)!! So I started making my
birthday plan TWO WEEKS in advance. On
my birthday I would go to the bundt shop, choose my bundtlette and eat it for
dessert. Yesterday was THE DAY. I got to the shop, and was directed to the
bundtlette row – “HEY, wait – that’s not a small cake, that’s a big cupcake!!” I’m getting cheated. My thoughts wandered: “I could purchase something bigger,” “I could
purchase a second one,” “hell, I could even purchase the large cake, if I want
to.” But then I thought about my plan
and thought, “well, if it want it that badly, I can put it on my plan and come
get another one tomorrow,” and left the shop with my single bundtlette –
emphasis on “lette.” Now the story gets
sad – We went to dinner and I ordered exactly what I had on plan. It was also -4 day on my Hunger Scale Challenge,
so I was pretty hungry when we got to dinner.
I did what I’ve been doing since my bundtini slide, I visually split my
dinner in half and began to enjoy the evening.
I was not more than half way into my “half,” when I noticed that I was
taking in those deep breaths. Have I had
enough? NOOOOOOO, this is so good – I don’t
want to stop eating. But then I realized
there was bundt at home, so I stopped.
As we were driving home, I started noticing that I was full. In other words, I was not hungry and I was
probably not going to have my long awaited birthday bundt.
I am here, this morning, one day post-bundt-heartbreak to
say – I feel amazing. The bundlette is
sitting happily in my refrigerator and may go on one of my plans in the next
week. Thank you, Corinne, the Tribe and
my beautiful accountability group PnP2gether for this new found confidence in
my ability to make good choices!!!
