And sometimes I have a chocolate problem.
I honestly have the best intentions and am only going to have 1 or 2 small chocolates. Then I find myself “cleaning” the brownie pan by cutting the edges off the last pieces cut to make them nice and straight. About 7 forkfuls later, I have to practically stab my own hand with the fork and walk away. Seriously, who does that?
Oh, I forgot to mention that when the idea struck me to go and “clean” the brownie pan, I got up in such a hurry that I forgot my invisalign trays were on my lap and when I came waddling back past the couch, my aligners were strewn across the floor. I turned to Jason and say, “I think chocolate is starting to have a negative impact on my life”. — Jason has to bend over he is laughing so hard… then announces that he might have to put a chocolate ban in effect. I laugh, half heartedly.
It’s one thing if I want to announce some kind of chocolate ban… but if I’m TOLD to slow down on the chocolates, mutiny will be in order. I don’t take direction well.
Then I had a strong conversation with myself in the mirror about how impractical it is to have that much chocolate when I spend so much time working out. I resolve to eat less chocolate. Sometimes I even decide to give it up all together, at least for a while. (notice I was deciding things, not responding to any irrational demands of my cute, yet naive boyfriend).
Then the sun rises on a new day and a new caloric count takes over… more Zumba and chocolate.
When people ask me why I work out every day; I picture myself poised above the brownie pan, fork in hand, shoveling motion in action. I respond by shrugging and saying, “I like chocolate, cheese and wine”. People laugh and walk away. I know they think I’m joking, however tonight was a prime example of having cheese and bread as an appetizer before my cheese pizza with wine and then chocolate and brownies for dessert.
That is why I Zumba. Well, and muscle tone… but mainly chocolate, cheese and wine.
Now I’m going to watch Harry Potter with my boys and eat less chocolate… tomorrow.