On my fear of needles & habit of snacking

Today was a big day for me. I had a doctor’s appointment to aspirate (you can google that) the fluid that had accumulated underneath the incision in my belly. And for the first time ever, I was going all by myself! Admittedly, I’m a big baby when it comes to blood and needles and bodily fluids. You would think that with all the experience I’ve had with these things I would be used to it by now, or at least less squeamish. Nope. I am every bit as nervous and frenzied as when I was five years old getting my kindergarten shots when my screams could be heard from the waiting room. Okay, I don’t scream anymore. But I DO still squeeze my mom’s hand, which was why it was so intimidating going to this appointment alone today. Whose hand would squeeze – my own?!

The procedure went by really quickly, and was less painful than I built it up in my head to be. But I was still proud of myself for it and my first thought upon exiting the office was “What can I treat myself to on my way home?” I admit, I often do indulge in Starbuck’s, ice cream, or something similar after an unpleasant situation. Having something satisfying to look forward to makes the situation more bearable! But in this instance, I am currently a couch potato who has not had any real exercise (that kind that makes you SWEAT) in almost 1 whole month. So any “treat” I felt I earned had better be in the non-edible form. While I could have easily convinced myself to pull into any one of the THREE Starbuck’s I passed on my way home, I decided that the moment of pain did not warrant a 400-calorie splurge.

Along with cutting out extra “treats” I really need to curb the afternoon snack attack that seems to creep up around 2pm every day. It’s not that I’m hungry; boredom just brings me wandering to the cupboards, looking at the same things and hoping something exciting has appeared. I’m a “grazer” as my dad calls me: a little of this, a scoop of that, a bite of these, a handful of this. That is dangerous though when it all adds up! So I made myself these little reminders to be mindful of snacking:

The hope is that the next time I mindlessly head to the kitchen, I’ll be reminded to rethink my snacking habits.

I even gave myself some alternatives!

We all have our weaknesses, but habits can be changed. Now I just need some duct tape for the jar of peanut butter….

 

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About Stronglikemycoffee

College student-athlete committed to living healthy and happy. I want to share my recipes, fitness tips and silly stories with YOU! There's nothing like crushing goals and becoming stronger than you ever knew you could be.

Posted on August 3, 2012, in Healthy Habits, Real Life Stuff and tagged , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 6 Comments.

  1. Awesome awesome blog today. I’m so proud of you and sad at the same time. You no longer require my hand or my presence during your appointments. My baby is all grown up!!!! LOVE you.

  2. I post fridge-spiration too! Right now I’ve got a picture of Jen Kessy up there :)

  3. My grandmother (since I was a little girl) has had a pig in her fridge that oinked everytime you opened the door.

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