Kryptonite

Kryptonite...the one thing in the universe that disrupts Superman's superpowers and renders him no more than an ordinary human. I think every human has their own kryptonite as well and that's that one food that no matter what they are powerless to resist and become as helpless as a baby. Well, maybe only metaphorically speaking but you get the picture.

Well, I encountered my kryptonite last night. Brownies. That little tidbit of chocolate heaven, all dense and chewy. Chris and I went to the casino last night and ate dinner at their buffet. I'd never eaten at their buffet before but only at their steakhouse (which is so-so). So I didn't have high hopes for the buffet but figured if I stuck to meat and veggies I'd be ok. And actually the buffet wasn't too bad. There was acceptable beef, chicken and Italian sausage and I had a ittle bit of all of that. There was steamed broccoli, sauteed spinach and a nice tomato salad, so some of that went on the plate. They even had unsweetened sweet potatoes. I ate until just satisfied which I am learning happens pretty quickly with meat and veggies. Then the kryptonite struck. Chris came back from the dessert bar with chocolate cake and my lizard brain started thinking brownies. And wouldn't let go until I went and got one. It was delicious, I savored it and ate just one so the damage wasn't bad.

Now obviously food kryptonite isn't a physical thing, it's a mental thing. I'm the one who gives it superpowers. I'm the one that puts it on a pedestal. I'm the one who keeps saying it's the one food I can't resist. Because I believe it. So the key to defeating kryptonite is to change my belief that this food is anything special. This food (and other chocolate foods like cake, cookies and ice cream) needs to be put in the same category as other foods, namely just one more option to fuel the body and an option that is my choice to eat or not eat. And that choice should be made infrequently and ahead of time, not at the spur of the moment.