COOKIE. COOKIE. COOKIE. COOKIE.
Sometimes when you're on a diet and you've been really good all week, you get to a point where you're forced to shove three cookies in your face in a span of two minutes. This is no ordinary food craving – this is an uncontrollable compulsion you feel leaching into your fingers, your tongue, the roof of your mouth. COOKIE. COOKIE. COOKIE. COOKIE. There's nothing you can do about it – just gotta give in. Or maybe it's just me. I did read an article once that was about willpower – studies show that willpower really is finite, and if you resist something earlier in the day, you're less likely to be able to resist sometime else later. You only have so much willpower to go around. When I'm really watching what I eat, my entire world revolves around deprivation, so sometimes that willpower just snaps. The good thing is that now instead of running with that feeling for an entire evening, I can usually keep it to the two minute cookie feast and then I move on. ...