I was feeling sorry for myself almost 2 weeks ago thinking my days as an ice cream eater were behind me. It wasn't because I shouldn't eat too much dairy, but because so many ice creams contain soy that I thought I was giving it up. I literally did a happy dance in the grocery store when I found one that didn't contain soy! (It was one of the few brands I hadn't Googled!) I was desperately missing ice cream, especially since it has been so hot (low 30 C or 90 F, which is really hot for my part of the world).
I ended up buying chocolate and vanilla (I don't even really like vanilla unless it has chocolate sauce but don't worry, I had a nice jar of chocolate sauce that didn't contain any off the "no foods") and enjoyed a huge serving the first night (I made a banana split). A week and a half later and the "Treat Creep" (a term I heard on the Podcast Straight and Curly last week) has occurred. Treat creep is when something that should be an occasional treat becomes a regular part of your diet.
It has been so easy to justify having ice cream every night. "It's hot." "My gut will feel better quickly." "There is so much I can't have, I should get to enjoy this." "I haven't had chocolate for so long." "It tastes so good." I let the "bad voices" lead me down the wrong path for a week and a half and I have paid a price. Eating so much dairy (and I have had other sources than ice cream, like my husband's should be world famous mac and cheese with brussel sprouts and bacon) has caused bloating, a gut ache (a different one than soy, gluten or tomato, but still pain), and I have just felt exhausted all the time. Worst of all because I am having gut issues, I can't test potato, which I really would like back in my diet (but maybe I am self sabotaging for fear that I don't pass this second test).
I am done talking myself into eating too much of something I should only have a little of. I am done talking myself into eating ice cream every night. I can have it once per week and that is all. The treat creep is out! I have shown that I have the ability to control my eating and it is time I do so.
So until next weekend, sweet, sweet, ice cream!