After two workouts yesterday (a quick cardio session with a few of the other editors and a brutal CrossFit class), I could hear the cupcake...
Written byMandy Ferreira
September 26, 2017
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After two workouts yesterday (a quick cardio session with a few of the other editors and a brutal CrossFit class), I could hear the cupcakes in the freezer calling my name. I worked hard, I deserved those cupcakes.Sugar is my thing. It’s the one indulgence I allow myself. I don’t drink, I don’t eat meat, I eat very little gluten or dairy, I am not addicted to caffeine – I had nothing else to give up for this challenge.
Part of my plan was to stay busy last night to keep me from obsessing about not eating sugar. While making a simple dinner (spinach, scrambled eggs, avocado, and some beans) I cooked some steel-cut oatmeal to get me through the next few mornings. Once it was done I added some unsweetened dried fruit and chia seeds before popping it into the fridge.
After finishing up my oatmeal and a cup of green tea this morning, I was feeling mighty pleased with myself for making it a full 24 hours without cheating on the challenge. As a reward I treated myself to a massively sweaty, wonderfully relaxing yoga class on my lunch break today.
But as I write this I can look out my window into the test kitchen and see three stunning pies sitting on the table, waiting. I feel like a little kid looking at a huge cake and being told I can’t have any of it. Instead of devouring it, I will sit here basking in my self pity empowerment while I snack on apples and dried apricots.