Death By Chocolate

While visiting my daughter Joy and the kids this past week, Scott, Easton, and I decided to meet her downtown Colulmbia, South Carolina, one day after she got off work.  We walked down the neatest street to check out a 'special' little shop.  If you saw this sign and you were really trying to eat healthy foods, you would probably run...as fast as you could...the opposite direction.  That's what I should have done, but I didn't. 

I went inside and the aroma was oh so delicious.  I think I gained 5 pounds just taking in a deep breath of the wonderful smells throughout the store.  We approached the counter and saw all of these delectable goodies.

This cupcake shop looked like something that would be on Food Network or Cupcake Wars.  Very cute.  Very quaint.  Every kind of cupcake flavor you can imagine.   So these are what we chose:

Scott chose red velvet, which is in the left corner.  Joy chose black and white in the center, and I of course, chose death by chocolate!  What else would a chocoholic pick?!  That's Easton playing his Nintendo DS in the corner. :) 

"Death by chocolate".  Doesn't it look yummy?  Just the name tells you it's got LOTS of calories, loaded with sugar, and the entire thing has got to have a TON of chocolate in all of the ingredients.  It was soooo rich.  Remember: I've been eating healthy and haven't had any sugar other than natural sugar from fruits, so this cupcake was delectable, delicious, and dreadfully rich.  Mmmmmm.....

I know. 

I should've been strong. 

I should've resisted the temptation. 

Even the scripture about 'fleeing from temptation' came to my mind, but I didn't flee. 

I didn't run. 

I willingly walked into that little cupcake shop, ordered a cup of coffee, the chocolate loaded cupcake pictured, and I ate every single little morsel of it.  I enjoyed every single bite of it as I ate it.  And rather than feel guilty that I had just partaken in a delicious chocolate cupcake, I decided that I had just had imperfect progress.  Our Wednesday night class just completed Lysa TerKeurst's book, "Unglued", in which she mentions imperfect progress.  I may fail, fall, stumble, or mess up, but I'm making progress - imperfect progress.  Any progress is better than none.  I just know what my weakness - my temptation is - so I don't have chocolate in my house.

I've been eating healthy since February 18, so if I messed up this past week, then I think that's pretty good.  From a person who felt she had to have something sweet after every meal, to no sweets, this slip up wasn't the end of the world.  The "death by chocolate" cupcake didn't kill me.  I'm still here, and I'm still determined that even if I slip up once in a while, I'm doing great! 

Debbie :)