The other day, I wrote the post asking the question, “Are Certain Foods Addictive?” You all had many, many great comments on the subject. One comment struck me as humorous, and it was from Joanna Sutter. She said, “Peanut butter is one of my weaknesses. I broke up with peanut butter again last night as I was eating it by the spoonful. Not acceptable! So, I squirted dish washing detergent inside the jar and that was the end of that.”
Later that morning when I was Twittering, I asked Joanna if the peanut butter jar was empty. She said “No, it was 2/3rds full.” We then had a funny exchange about some of the ways we have sabotaged “dangerous” food so as to make it inedible and out of our reach.
Some of you may be thinking, “What in the world are you talking about Diane?” Here’s what I mean. When I was 305 pounds, I never considered not finishing a cake, eating a dozen cookies at one sitting, or inhaling bag after bag of crackers and chips. Once I started the piece of cake, then I must finish it.
When I finally started to get control of my eating habits, there were times when I found myself eating something I really didn’t want to eat. It was almost as if I were on auto-pilot. Once the plane took off it was hard to get it back down to earth. I remember one situation, where the girls had brought home tons of candy from a birthday party. All day long, their bulging goody bags kept winking at me from the pantry. I resisted until after dinner, and felt a tiny bit guilty as the little plastic bags crinkled loudly as I reached my pudgy hand in the bag in search of the Hershey miniatures and kisses. I ate piece after piece until I stopped and forced myself to really look at the little pile of shiny foil wrappers lying on the couch next to me. There were still many pieces of candy left in the bags, but I didn’t want to eat anymore. What to do?
I took the goody bags, placed them in a plastic Ziploc bag, placed that bag into a Target bag, knotted the Target bag several times, then placed that bag into a garbage bag which I also knotted. I then took the bag out to the garage and threw it up on top of a high shelf. There. Out of sight out of mind. Seem extreme? Maybe. Effective? Yes.
Here’s another technique Joanna shared with me:
- When at Cheesecake Factory, she deliberately dropped her fork on the floor so she would quit eating.
Here’s another one I’ve tried:
- When I was feeling out of control with eating cookies, I put the cookies in the trash and dropped a raw egg on top of them.
What’s your take on these techniques? Do you have any “get away from me temptation” techniques that you have used which may seem extreme to those of us who haven’t struggled with control over food? I think we would all like to hear them. Please share!! Diane