I’ve been doing really well with my eating. Bringing my lunch to work along with fresh fruit and yogurt has helped me to stay full without gorging myself at the restaurants around my office downtown.
Yesterday we celebrated one of my coworkers birthdays in the office. Her department brought in cake. And not just any cake… they brought in a rich red velvet cake with cream cheese frosting.
In other words, they brought in baked crack.
I discovered baked crack red velvet cake a few years ago at a bakery in my neighborhood. I quickly developed a “slice a week” habit that took me weeks to shake. Every Sunday after church, I would walk to the bakery, order a $5.50 slice of Red Velvet and take it home to enjoy with a glass of soy milk. Now I can indulge once in a while, but I know I’m one forkful away from a relapse.
I followed the lead of the (skinny)girls in my office and asked for “just a sliver” of cake. I took my small piece back to my desk with a bottle of water and savored every last morsel. The “sliver” I’d requested was not a full indulgence and although I was proud of myself calorie-wise, I was jonesing. I decided to get another bottle of water from the kitchen to ease my craving but before I could get to the water cooler, I heard my name, Pssst… CeCe! I turned around to see where the whisper came from but no one was there. I took a few more steps towards the water cooler and then I heard it again, CeCe… CeCe. I turned to my right and there, sitting on the lunch table was… the rest of the red velvet cake calling my name. I guess all of our “slivers” hadn’t made much of a dent in the cake, because there was a whole lot left.
My mind started to wander It would be so easy to take another hit of Red Velvet… no one would know… I could even do an extra 20 minutes on the treadmill to burn it off!
I tried to avoid eye contact with the cake, leave me alone! I wanted to say… but who talks to a cake?
I stayed strong, grabbed two bottles of water instead of one and ran out of the kitchen before my addiction took hold of me once more.
Whew, that was a close one.