Willpower

I have it.

This morning, at 5 am, I made the journey to my favorite morning spot to pick up that ridiculously high-caloried Venti Iced White Chocolate Mocha with Skim Milk and No Whipped Cream (and yes that's how I order it, I may or may not be high maintenance). I also decided this morning that I wanted a donut. The beautiful donut pictured below. Very quick side note: Googling through all the other donuts to find that image was just ridiculous.

Anyway, back to this donut. I bought it. It should have been a sign that the coffee and donut rang up as $6.66. But nay, I continued onward to the eating of the donut. For some reason, after like two tiny pieces of it, I decided to save it for later.

Cut to 10 hours later, when I've completely changed my outlook on my diet (see previous post), and I see this donut just waiting in the Starbucks wrapper for me to come back to it.

F. My. Life.

Conveniently for me, I happen to have a roommate that LOVES donuts. And a higher metabolism than just about everyone else I know. Also, pretty sure he's the only person in the world with a 12 pack set of abs, but I digress. So this is what I did.

I brought the donut to Dave and said, "Can you please eat this so I won't?" There was maybe a millisecond of thought before he snatched it out of my hand and started devouring it right in front of me. I swear, I watched all of this happen in super slow-mo. I stood there silently, watching Dave pull milk out of the fridge and pour a glass. I watched as he scarfed that thing down like he'd never eaten a meal before in his life.

The best part: his attempt at making me feel better about it. First, he tried pretending that the first bite was horrible and was headed towards the trash. He followed that up with a "Psych!" (yes, he commonly uses outdated phrases of this nature) and shoved another bite down his throat. Then, he seriously had the gall to say "I'm so proud of you!" out loud. Only it sounded like "Ohmf tho prouth off ooo" because his mouth was full of donut and there were crumbs spraying every which way. Le sigh.

Either way, I am proud of myself for giving that delicious donut up. I'd rather see it bring my roommate and bestie that much joy than keep me from my goals. So there.

Have a good night, all! I've got a gym appointment I can't miss at 5 am!