Willpower & Weight Loss - Where There's a Willpower, There's a Weigh
Written by Diet Bites
How to strengthen your willpower and control the urge to overeat.
It all began with those first godless 10 pounds, then Jan's weight seemed to soar upwards from there.
She thought, "It's a measly 10 pounds, nothing I can't get rid of fast. Besides, EVERYONE needs to lose 10 pounds. Another dip of caramel praline ice cream, please."
Ten pounds later she was telling herself, "No one will notice my 20-pound weight gain in this new vest. Hum, perhaps I should pick up a few more while I'm here. Those moo moos also look nice."
Jan was now locked inside the 'Bonanza-Syndrome', a land with many leather vests and few secret admirers. During this phase she hired a personal cook named Hopsing to-to...well to cook and clean for her.
Two months suddenly flew by and after a naughty evening of Beef Wellington and New York cheesecake drizzled with chocolate fudge sauce, Jan decided it was time to dust off the bathroom scales and hop on.
After weighing she was hit with a fierce desire to dig out grand pappy's old shotgun to blow those lying scales away.
She thought, "How dare they say I've gained 10 pounds!" Then, "Bath scales are unreliable. They can be off up to 27 pounds. Next time I'm at Supermart I'll pick up a new scale. Until then, where did I put my hot apple pie?"
Even though Jan was padded with 30 extra pounds (give or take a few pounds) she was still in denial. It was at this point that she attended her High School reunion.
When ex-cheerleader Sybil Slingfling saw Jan, her eyes widened then immediately narrowed. Then she oozed out, "Darling, you look fab! So, ur um... healthy."
Jan instantly relaxed, glad that she'd purchased that $50 spring-form girdle. It was worth every penny. It had certainly worked in impressing Sybil.
Then Jan went on to admire Sybil's size two, white beaded evening gown as she lifted a wafer full of guacamole dip to her perfect lips.
Jan thought, "The woman eats like a pig going to market yet I touch one olive and blow up like stovetop popcorn. It's so unfair." With effort, her hands were able to remain by her side as she searched the table for unstuffed celery and discarded parsley.
Rather than inspiring Jan, the party fueled her into a state of depression. She made a personal vow to trot to Supermart first thing come morning and buy that new scale. Thirty pounds was nothing. "A cinch to lose," she thought.
Upon returning home and weighing on the new scale she discovered that - yes indeed, the old scale was definitely off.
Unfortunately, by 10 pounds and not in her favor. Jan was so upset that only the bag of extra-butter popcorn was able to calm her down. It took her a good ten minutes to locate her can of diet soda during the cool-down. Part 2 | Part 3