With the holidays just around the corner, I’m finding myself
increasingly in social situations that involve buffet type displays of food.
The one tonight had a full array of chocolate items. Cakes with gnache centers,
truffles, fudge, hand dipped tropical fruits and some gorgeous little petit
fours. I mean we’re talking beautifully crafted chocolate works of art! How can
a foodie like me possibly say no to such delectable treats? Why would anyone
want to?
Bottom line, losing the weight and addressing my dysfunctional eating patterns are more important to me than a bunch of chocolate. That is my truth and I need to honor that decision. After all, this is the foundation of my whole weight loss journey.
I have had a long career in the apparel industry and there
is a control factor in production that we refer to as tolerances. Basically, this
is a set standard that allows for error. Things move quickly through production
and so the amount that a measurement can be off is important to specify so the silhouette
and fit do not get distorted. For clothing, the tolerances set are in proportion to the length of the seam. The shorter the seam length, the shorter the tolerance. Most seams have a standard 1/4" tolerance.
Tonight I thought I would apply the same theory to food. So
what are my tolerances? How much of a piece of cake can I have before it alters
my diets outcome... and is this playing with fire? It’s hard making these
decisions especially when it’s something like chocolate staring you in the
face!
I decided that my tolerance factor for everything not in my
diet plan would be a “taste.” A taste is just that. Not a handful, not a
slice, not two tastes. A taste is a small enough amount to get the
idea of the flavor and the texture without compromising the integrity of my
weight loss.
I need this buffer for the times when it is important
to allow for food experiences. There’s
nothing wrong with tasting a spoonful of ice cream or tiramisu. It’s simply
unrealistic for me to cut all food experiences that are potentially dangerous out
of my life. Yes it’s playing with fire but I look at it more as a controlled burn.
For now, I’m going to allow for tastes and see how that plays out.
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