Sauce vs. Peanut Butter

I might like peanut butter more than my boyfriend.

I am here today to admit that I have an unhealthy addiction - perhaps even an obsession - with peanut butter.  I'm not really sure how it happened, but I have crossed the line from casual peanut butter enjoyer to full on, unadulterated lust for the nutty stuff.  And that, my friends, is becoming a problem.

Imagine a girl so enamored with peanut butter that many a dark night will find me out of bed at four in the morning standing in my pitch black pantry diving a spoon into some delicious, all natural spread.  Peanutty morning breath gives me away every time.  I will dive in with a spoon, a fork, a knife, my fingers, or likely any other utensil you put the shit on.  Yes, I lack that much control.  It's mildly disturbing.

But peanut butter is healthy they say!  It's full of deliciously beneficial healthy fats that are good for the body and the soul!  It's allowed!  Peanut Butter!  PEANUT BUTTER!  PEAAAANUUTTTT BRRRRUTTTTERRRRAAA!!

Those facts lead me to continually buying jars upon jars of peanut butter and justifying my continued and nearly constant enjoyment.  Indulging in peanut butter was better than indulging in ice cream.  It was just that sort of thought that lead me to one, or five, more spoonfuls.

Yes, peanut butter is in fact good for you.  However, it's only healthy in moderation.  Therein lies the problem.  When it comes to peanut butter I have absolutely no self-control.  So while it's relatively good for me, it's not so good for me when I go from a healthy one to two tablespoon serving to a ten tablespoon serving.  That's not only an absurd amount of the stuff, but its somewhere around 1,000 mostly from fat calories.  Not ok.

And that leads me to the realization and reminder that even healthy foods can become unhealthy if you're not careful.  It's a painful but true fact that has lead me to accept the fact that I just can't have the stuff in my house; I can trust my willpower with most things, but here I simply fall short.  I accept and acknowledge my sad, pathetic weakness.

That's the thing about trying to better your body and lead a healthy lifestyle, you have to understand and accept your shortcomings whatever they may be.  You have to take the things that are making you not succeed and get them the eff out of your house.  It could be peanut butter, wine (oh wine), cheese, or even something none food related like the TV, but whatever it is you have to find a way to control the urge.  And while getting rid of your TV would likely be extreme, getting rid that damn sabotaging peanut butter certainly isn't.

So stay strong, figure out what's screwing you over and show that shit who's boss.  If I can kick the peanut butter habit, you can kick what's keeping you down.

Now will someone grab a jar of peanut butter and smell it for me...mmmmm.