March 6, 2015
It’s day 6 of the British Heart Foundation Dechox, which is seeing me swear off chocolate for the whole of March. Day 6. Meaning, after today, there’s still another 25 days to go.
With that in mind, it might amuse you to find out that I’m already plumping for techniques that will make the bleakness of a chocolate-free existence more bearable.
So, who have I turned to? None other than Mr Paul McKenna, a man who can sort your life out with nothing more than his voice. So, I laid back, and I listened to Paul’s advice with an open mind, because I imagine you have to be receptive if you want to give it a good chance of working.
I wouldn’t say I was desperate – yet – but toady I looked at the dogs’ chocolate buttons and even though it was only for about three seconds that I considered the fact that they’re not technically chocolate, considered it I did. With that in mind, probably best I learn ways to battle cravings now, before I start barking and demanding my tummy be tickled.
Paul uses many techniques in his recordings/books that will help you beat cravings. Guess what? It works. I – the girl who contemplated eating dog chocolate – feel repulsed by chocolate and it’s all thanks for Paul.
Here’s the science… Paul teaches you to associate the food you’re trying to quit with a food that you hate. So you imagine a big plate of the food you hate in front of you and as you do, you squeeze your thumb and little finger together. You imagine the smell, the taste, what it would be like to eat this food, all the time squeezing your thumb and finger until you feel completely revolted. Then you imagine the food you want to give up, and you squeeze your fingers again. Amazingly, it makes you feel grossed out by it.
What I decided to do, because I’m hardcore, is imagine something gross that isn’t even a food (don’t ask!). Now, whenever I squeeze my thumb and little figure together, I think of that gross thing and it makes me feel sick, and not at all like I want to eat chocolate.
Don’t get me wrong, I imagine if you dropped me in a branch of Hotel Chocolat, the only reason I’d be squeezing my thumb and little figure together is if there was a chocolate between them, but when you’re sitting around the house, eyeing up the dog chocolate, it’s certainly worth a try.
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