For nearly five or six years, I struggled with weight gain. Much of what I like to blame on stress, the undesirable obligation to work in corporate America and of course…Cupcakes!
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The stress of slight racism, sexism and blatant ignorance from department leaders was the number one culprit in the demise of my size 6 framed thighs, butt and abs, but the other culprit was my unknowing comfort of swallowing a dozen cupcakes on a weekly basis. Depending on the level of stress I experienced, dictated how many times a week I would indulge in a little butter creme` frosting and devil’s food cupcakes.
Over the past year, I have taken dramatic steps in changing how I deal with stress, and made my life a priority. My health has become my number one motivation to journey on a path to reclaiming my smaller frame. Instead of eating a dozen cupcakes three times a week, I will only eat one cupcake a week. It’s the small, incremental steps that allows me to rehabilitate my body and mind from the sugary addiction. I hope to completely eliminate the taste for sweets, but I set realistic goals for myself. Instead of eating a whole cupcake in one sitting, I nibble on half and save half for later. It’s worked so far, along with watching what I eat, maintaining portion control, exercise and plenty of water.
I’ve succeeded but now I find that all the years of collecting clothes sizes 14s and 16s, I’m having trouble enjoying my old/new frame. Nothing fits, and my BIG clothes are a constant reminder of where I don’t want to revisit.
I don’t ever want to end up where I was last year, and if I feel an onset of temptation…I will be looking for a cupcake rehab facility!