Webster’s Dictionary defines donut as: a small, usually ring-shaped cake fried in fat. I define them as: Sugary pieces of delight created by the Devil himself!
I do love donuts. I love that they are crsipy and sweet on the outside and soft and comforting on the inside. I love that they come in so many varieties. I love that they are portable, one-hand food.
I love them so much that when they are around, I must have them ALL eaten before the end of the day. A dozen glazed Krispy Kremes would, in my former life, be completely be devoured in just a few hours.
To sum it up, I cannot have them around.
So, when some were brought in to work yesterday, I found myself looking at them all day. Every time I went into the break room, I looked at them. When I fixed my healthy and wholesome lunch, I looked at them. When I prepared protein shakes for some patients, I looked at them.
But I didn’t touch them. I didn’t smell them, and I DID NOT EAT THEM!
This morning, there are 2 left in the box, and I’m so proud of myself for avoiding them all day yesterday, that I won’t even consider grabbing one from the box.
This has been a relatively successful week for me. Here’s a break-down:
1. I didn’t eat the donuts.
2. I have done some type of physical activity every day this week.
3. I have eaten healthfully at every meal except one.
4. I have been tracking my food.
5. And lest we forget: I didn’t eat the donuts!
My next goal is to get away from carbonation again.
I’ve also realized that my Leslie Sansone 1-Mile Power Walk isn’t enough to get my blood pumping, so I bought this on the way to work this morning: