I wanted to run out of the store

Yesterday, my hubby and I were doing a little grocery shopping and about halfway through, I wanted to run out of the store – literally.

We stopped there after work and before we had supper. Yes, my stomach was empty and yes, it is always a bad – very bad – idea to go to the grocery store when you are hungry. We had to pick up some provolone cheese for our French dips we were having for supper. Did you know that Sargento cheese (my sister will love me for this one – she works for Sargento) makes a reduced fat provolone cheese that is only one WW point per slice. I was pumped. Also, did you know that making French dips on Arnold Sandwich Thins are really, really good! We used a very lean sirloin roast, which was also very tasty.

While we were at the grocery store, we also picked up items for our fondue night tonight with our friends, Brad and Linda. About once a month, we have them over for food, fun and games. They are way cool and we always have so much fun with them.

Anyway, as we were making our way around the store, all the bad-for-you-foods started jumping out at me and tempting me. Seriously, it was awful. I was starting to get really hungry by now; it was nearly 6 p.m. We happened to go down the chip aisle – my husband wanted to get some pretzels. The caramel puffcorn nearly jumped into our cart. The Doritos were begging me to take them home. And the Cheetos, seriously, it was like I had to quit staring at them (I think I may have drooled a bit) because it was like they had these puppy dog eyes and and they were so sad and needed a home. No chips came home with us. Thankfully.

I told my husband it was time to go. I didn’t tell him I thought I was maybe going a little crazy. Then, my cart turned down the ice cream aisle. Not sure why. Again, this feeling came over me and it was almost like I was starting to feel a bit panicky. I didn’t like it. I could seriously feel all my willpower starting to fade away. I felt like a drug addict in search of one more hit. It wasn’t the best feeling in the world. And it was a feeling I haven’t felt in a really long time. The yearning for fattening foods.

We made our way out of the ice cream aisle free and clear. Now, it was onto the bakery department, well, actually the bread section of the bakery department. We needed to find some kind of bread for the cheese fondue we would be having tonight. I got seriously excited when walking down the bread aisle and I found the Thomas Bagel Thins I knew would be coming out. They are like the Arnold Sandwich Thins, but are bagels. I tried them a couple of weeks ago and have been waiting very patiently for them to hit our stores and there they were. I was ecstatic! By the way, they are also only worth one WW point.

Walking through the bread section of the bakery, the baked goods, of course, caught my eye. The drool started again when my husband showed me some kind of chocolately, fudgey, cake thing. I did almost kick him for doing that, but I didn’t. After he set it back down and walked away – easily, I might add – I picked it up and starred at it for awhile, examining it, drooling  over it, really wanting to put it in my cart. At that point, it would have been very interesting to see what my blood pressure would have been. I bet it was high. The dessert stayed on the shelf. Thankfully.

I told my husband again, for probably the third or fourth time, that it was time for me to go. NOW. I had to get out of the store before our cart was filled with foods I know I would have regretted buying. It really wasn’t his fault that we hadn’t left the store yet, I kept finding things to look at as well.  But I knew this time, it really was time to go. My willpower was almost down to nothing.

We made our way to the checkout and of course, what is at every single checkout lane? Candy bars and other tempting junk foods. Seriously, does that stuff have to be there? I don’t think so. One item did jump – almost leaped – into our cart. But it wasn’t that bad. Actually, it was really good. It was a small bag of smoked almonds. And, yes, I shared the bag with my husband…..although I really wanted to hog it for myself. By the way, nuts are a good source of protein and when eaten in small portions, are good for you. 

Other than that, we, or should I say I, made it out without any bad-for-me-foods. I was happy and proud. And as I walked out of the store, almonds in hand, my willpower skyrocketed right back where it needed to be. Thankfully.

3 thoughts on “I wanted to run out of the store

  1. You did better than I would haved done! Going in a grocery store when hungry is never a good idea, like you said. Last weekend I bought a four pack of bavarian cream filled, maple frosted, long johns, and had two gone by the time I got home. At least my teenage son grabbed the other two as soon as I walked in the door!

  2. Yesterday I purposely drove to the store with a plan to buy something naughty and walked around the store for an hour debating in my head whether I should buy the Little Debbie Swiss Rolls, Oatmeal Cream Pies, etc. I ended up trying on some new clothes and discovered that I am finally down to the next pants size! That was enough of a high to make me forget about the bad food I had originally gone there for. I was very proud as I walked out with only some new skinny clothes!

  3. GFBison…I have been there, done that, too many times. I still have my moments, but they are getting few and far between…thankfully!

    Amber…WAY TO GO!!! You rock, girl. That is so awesome. I hope you are super proud of yourself. I bet that was a great feeling. I am proud of you!