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Cheesecake Addiction (Update)

UPDATE:

I’ve been trying to beat this addiction as I call it and it has been giving me a run for the money! It has been “winning” (like Trump would say) and I’ve fallen off the bandwagon many times over, it’s all par for the course. However, I’ve made it without cheesecake for a week now and it feels great but the craving is still there. It is heaviest right before sleep when I see cheesecakes floating before my eyes and begging for attention! The lure is slowly subsiding but we’ll see how this goes. So far so good. 👍

Some of you may know of my addiction to cheesecake as I’ve been posting about it often enough here.

I consider myself to have tremendous willpower and those who have gotten through that barrier were allowed to do so on my terms. However, I’ve met my match and it wasn’t made in heaven!

This creamy concoction of cream cheese and all things nice has taken hold and ever since that first bite I’m a prisoner in every sense of the word! What happened to willpower? It has given up and is hiding somewhere.

Let me tell you, I’ve tried my best but my best doesn’t seem to be enough to get rid of this addiction. I make it for a week and then I hear it calling my name. Within seconds, I am sitting down to a nice slice of scrumptious cheesecake and a cup of coffee. It’s heaven if you ask me. It (the cheesecake) knows that I’m putty in its hands!

I tried getting rid of the “fixer.” I call him the cheesecake guy. He brings or used to bring me a whole cheesecake every weekend. Half of a plain no frills variety and a cherry filled one. The problem was I had a never-ending supply of cheesecake and every time I walked by the fridge, it called and I obliged! So, it was time to get rid of the source. It wasn’t that difficult to do since I am getting rid of the “menfolk” to work on myself. However, the “no cheesecake” policy is much harder. Something seems to be missing.

No worries. There is still the bakery where the ladies who work the counter always greet me with a knowing grin. “One cheesecake?” Yes, they know me well. I broke down and bought a whole cheesecake yesterday and had a slice for breakfast today! Nope, it is not going well. I’m still hooked on this piece of nothingness and who would have thought that IT would be my biggest nemesis. Time to work on winning the battle. If there is one thing I know about myself, it is that I’m up for challenges and I KNOW I CAN BEAT THIS ADDICTION!

Good luck says the cheesecake!

Have an amazing day.

Cheesecake Addiction (Update)

Some of you may know of my addiction to cheesecake as I’ve been posting about it often enough here.

I consider myself to have tremendous willpower and those who have gotten through that barrier were allowed to do so on my terms. However, I’ve met my match and it wasn’t made in heaven!

Good luck says the cheesecake!

Have an amazing day.

Sunday Blues

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I hate Sundays! Sure, it is a day for rest and restoration but it is also the last bit of hurdle after Saturday and the day before everything opens back up and life returns to normal again and the “fields” become mine alone sans the usual Sunday crowd. The way I love it.

Yesterday was no different. I had my intentions set for the day and I was going to take it easy, relax, meditate, watch “reality” on TV and play with Chachi, the cat. However, it didn’t turn out that way. I was bored stiff! It doesn’t happen often but somehow it was different yesterday. I couldn’t stand my own company anymore.

It was time to get out and about. The “Cheesecake Guy” came to the rescue. If you don’t know who he is, read my article the, “Cheesecake Dilemma.” Anyway, he invited me over to watch movies with him and it sounded like a perfect plan so I took him up on it.

We decided on a Charles Bronson movie, The Telefon. It was an old movie but since I had had my fill of horror movies, we settled on it. My said friend is a horror movie aficionado! Once the movie got going, I couldn’t get into it. It seemed to drag on but my friend was fixated on it so I bit my teeth and kept my patience in check. Halfway through, he suggested stopping for coffee. I agreed enthusiastically. He made the coffee and set the table and there right in the middle holding a place of honor was my nemesis staring back at me! Not one but two! A cherry cheesecake and a raisin cheesecake. He, the friend, had a twinkle in his eye but mine was filled with dread, fear and disbelief.

I’ve been trying to get off this addiction for cheesecake and it was working sporadically but here it was again and I just can’t seem to keep my distance away from it. He said, “Cut as big a slice as you want.” I swear the cheesecakes were nodding in agreeance! I let myself be led meekly to the table. You guessed it! I had two slices and my willpower was nowhere to be seen. It said, “It’s Sunday and I’m taking a day off! You’re on your own!”

Long story short, I had my fix and it felt good going down. Today is another day to get it in grip again. Did I tell you, “I hate Sundays!”

Have an amazing day.

The Cheesecake Dilemma!

One of my resolutions for this year is to cut out the “Cheesecake Fetish” altogether! If you don’t know what I’m talking about, it is this all-consuming lust for cheesecake!

This particular fetish started last year and since then it has taken on a gigantic personality. I never used to be a person who needed a “fix” of something sweet or of anything else for that matter. Somehow I got on the cheesecake train and have refused to get off.

To make matters worse and as life would have it, I met someone who offered me a slice of the best cheesecake in town and I was hooked. I wasn’t hooked on the guy but on what he had to offer. This love fest took off to new heights when every time he went to play tennis, he would bring me a whole cheesecake from the store close to the tennis club. How convenient? What’s that saying? “The way to someone’s heart is through their stomach.” He basically took it to heart and I had my never-ending supply of cheesecake of the very best kind.

The problem. Ever heard of cheesecake taunting? Neither have I but every time I walked past the refrigerator, I would hear it knocking and calling out my name! It got to the point where I would just open the fridge, stand there in its all-encompassing presence and bathe in its scrumptiousness. I was able to ration it to one slice a day and so it has been until I realized that thoughts of “cheesecake” accompanied me on my walks!

It was time to hit the brakes. Willpower needs to take a stand and show this bad behavior the door! This year I’m going to have one slice per week, no ifs or buts about it. It will be my reward for working on myself. I don’t care how loud it cries from behind the refrigerator door and begs me to take a bite, I WILL turn a deaf ear and sip on mundane coffee to stave off the craving.

Hard is not the word for it, but I’ve got to start somewhere before that “craving” takes over my life! What about the fixer? Well, I’ve put him on notice not before seeing the disbelief go flitting past his face but I’m sure he’ll find new ways of getting through to the heart that has locks, chains and a moat surrounding it! If there’s a will, there’s a way as they say.

It’s time for coffee and I swear I can hear the half- finished cheesecake screaming my name but nope not today. It’s time to put on my shoes and do 30 minutes of HIIT training! Willpower do your thing! Yes, WE CAN do this!

I’ll keep you posted.

Have an amazing day.