First, let me tell you a story... 4 years ago I weighed 400lbs. I had two very young children and I got winded just walking up to the front door. My father, also very heavy, was beginning to suffer from mobility and health issues due to a lifetime of obesity. I was looking at an unpleasant ghost of Christmas future. So, I decided to do something about it. I started going to a nutritionist. I began exercising (mostly walking to and from work) and I stopped eating my very favorite treat of all time... DONUTS. It took about a year but eventually I lost 150lbs. The day I broke the 250lb. barrier Was Nov. 7th. On that day, to reward myself... I ate my first donut in over 375 days. It was like a holiday. It was so great that I knew I couldn't just keep eating them or I would quickly boomerang back to 400lbs.
So I decided to actually create my own holiday. November 7th would be, for me and my friends, one day a year set aside to eat a donut and feel GREAT about it. Because the donuts on Nov. 7th represented everything good that you accomplished in the past year. And from this day forth it would be called Donutsmas... the mini Christmas of Donuts.
And so I every year I celebrate one day where I eat all the donuts I want and I don't feel bad about it. Today, November 7th, is that day. DONUTSMAS... the one magical day of the year when eating donuts is the best thing you could possibly do for yourself.
You know you want to.
Don't feel bad.