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"but the people who bring in office junkfood are my pet peeve" Do they hold a gun to people's head force feeding people?
I have impure thoughts in strip clubs, too--even though no one holds a gun to my head. When it is in your face, it is harder to be disciplined. Eight of the 12 women in our office are over two hundred pounds each. They are the ones who bring in the food. Misery enjoys company. I like to eat clean. I don't have any crap at my house. Its an office, not a cafeteria. Keep the crap at your desk. Sometimes you look down the hallway and there will be foru or five of them going in one direction or another, and you think "This is a special kind of hell". Very nice people, and its not that I want to work at the Playboy Mansion, but this is truly the other extreme.
One way to trick yourself, TriGirl, is not to say "no", but to say "I think I'll have some of that later, but not right now"--once you get out of there, the impulse goes away, and you won the little battle. After lots of little battles, your discipline gets better. Dsscipline is a habit.