Tuesday, April 15, 2014

Worth More Than a Buck

Ever had one of these?  Yes, that would be a Costco churro. That deep fried, cinnamon-sugary smell filled my nose today.  I bought it for my toddler who was pointing and saying, "Snack" while we were in the check-out line.  It was lunchtime, and I thought, "I have a buck in my wallet; I'll just get him a churro to eat in the car on the way  home."  Sure, no problem. . .

WRONG!  First, I've never had a Costco churro.  "What?" you say incredulously. "How is that even possible?"  You see, when you have an amazingly strong husband when it comes to sweets, and you ask, "Do you want something from there?" and he always answers "No," then you never buy one.  Because it's not worth a buck.

I had never held a Costco churro, and thus I was ill-prepared for the scent that would assault me when held it in my hand.  My insides screamed, "Eat IT!!!"  I quickly handed it to the kid, which he thrust back at me and pointed at the fountain drinks.  Uh, what?! 

There I was stuck holding this deliciousness in my hand.  I pulled off a piece and got Kid to eat a piece, but then he refused to eat more as he dropped a morsel in the parking lot that I refused to stop and pick up to feed to him.  I couldn't console him. 

As we got in the car, I shoved the temptation in his lap, which he ignored the entire ride home, all the while the aroma of the thing begged me to eat it.

I heard all the reasons in my head,

"You can't let it go to waste."
"You spent money on that thing."
"It's huge!  Don't just throw it away."
"It's only ONE churro. No big deal."
"You're so close to your goal weight, everyone thinks you're skinny enough anyway -- JUST EAT IT!"

When we got home, I again encouraged Kid to eat it, but he did not. I was forced to hold the thing again.

I admit, I sniffed it long and hard.  I even touched it briefly with my tongue -- and NO, I would NOT call that a lick -- getting two sugar crystals on your tongue does NOT a lick make!

Then I saw the words clearly flash across my brain.  STOP. CHALLENGE. CHOOSE.

"What do you want more:  Optimal health and your goal weight of 145, or a churro that costs a measly buck at Costco? If you eat it now, good luck trying to lose those last 23 pounds!"


I got out of the car, walked the long stretch of driveway to the garbage can, and gave one last long look, and dropped the churro into the can.  It looked lonely in there sitting on the bottom, but there was no way in all of this earth I was going to climb in after it and eat it.  Yes, churro, I saved you by tossing you.  Go, be your delicious-smelling self in my trash can.  The 75 pounds I've lost and the confidence I've gained are NOT worth a measly $1.08.

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