I didn't used to really care for sour gummy worms. Give me a piece of chocolate and I was a happy camper. But gummy worms weren't exactly on my "treat" list back in the day.
It wasn't until I started at my current job and had to pass the vending machine (darn machine!) multiple times per day when I went to fill up my water that the gummy worms made an appearance in my "crave" cycle.
They seem to be the least of the evils haunting the vending machine that's otherwise filled with snickers, peanut butter cups, oreo cookies, frosted animal crackers, etc. That's probably why they are even on my radar at all. I guess my little brain doesn't want to be super off plan with a snickers but instead will settle for only-kinda-sorta-yet-yes-still-off-plan sour gummy worms.
Generally afternoons are the hardest time to resist the craving. That when my legs seem to have a will of their own and take me to stand and stare into the vending machine window. I can usually talk myself out of this whole idea but today ... wait for it ... I caved.
The sour gummy worms in hand, I raced back to my office quickly so that my walking partner Carrie wouldn't inadvertently spot the trouble I was about to indulge in.
Sitting at my desk, I cracked open the bag and took a wiff. Mmm... suuuuuugarrrrrr.... mmmmm...
I turned the bag over and my eyes flashed over the nutritional information. Weird. Did I just do that?
Servings per bag = 3. Calories per serving = 130. Sugar = 19 grams.
Oh a piece of good news! 3g of protein ... that's better than nothing, right?
Hmmm... I started to put this into perspective. To stay on plan, I'm only allotted approximately 1000 (give or take) calories per day. If I consumed this entire bag of gummy goodness, I'd gobble up over a 1/3 of my allotted calories for the day. In fact, this tiny bag has more calories than I work out in the gym during a 30 minute workout. That's shocking and oh-so-unfortunate.
Hmmm..... ok. So ... how worth it is this indulgence?
Am I hungry? Nope.
Am I truly in NEED of these gummy worms? No.
Then why in the world am I doing this to myself? No clue.
The saying "ignorance is bliss" is fitting here because once I really thought about the worthless calories I was about to consume, I suddenly wasn't so enticed.
I threw the sour gummy worms into the trash and poured water on them (no temptation later ... yes, sadly, the trash alone might not be deterrent enough).
I then cut out the nutritional information from the bag and posted it on the wall right above my computer screen. It would be a reminder that even the lesser of the vending machine evils was still evil to a dieter.