Trying to be Good

I’ve limited my attempts to be totally, totally good to daylight hours during the month of January. And I like vegetables–always have, always will.

Nonetheless, my willpower’s been less than formidable these last few days. In an effort to fortify it, I hit the local healthfood store in an effort to seek out new grains and new weird raw adaptations. I didn’t go to Whole Foods, mind you, but the more hardcore and locally owned Country Sun. In I would go–seeking out raw buckwheat to sprout.

And promptly ran into the potato-chip aisle. Damn, it looked good. Resist, resist, seek out back of store–YES, I can do this. There are the grain, nut and dried legume bins.

And chocolate toffee almonds in bulk. Resist, resist. Ooh, what’s that dried papaya–okay, it’s sure not local, but the sweet tooth is leading a major uprising. And look, I’m getting buckwheat, raw cashews and MILLET. What could be more crunchy-granola than millet. I will be a whole-grain sprouted champion.

Okay in line with my bulk goodies–and there are the individually wrapped chocolates–there’s one with toffee bits. Okay, can’t take anymore, in it goes.

Whew. Safe at home. Damn, that chocolate is satisfying and I’m back to semi-virtue with that African chickpeas in coconut milk on whole-wheat couscous for dinner. (And, hey, the kid just ate *fourths*)

But I’ve never actually had an issue with binging. My weight issues are in the realm of vanity not health. But getting through a *health-food* store without getting snack food with too much fat and salt was hell. When I think of what your average supermarket stocks or upscale quasi-health-food stores like Whole Foods stock–and always near the front so you can’t avoid them–it’s little wonder to me that most of us are fat.