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I'm reading a VERY interesting book about habit loops and willpower. 'The Power of Habit' by Charles Duhigg. You should buy it, it's fascinating.
In one part - oh and please don't be thinking that this is a proper book review - an experiment is described about testing willpower.
It's radishes for you
All participants are put in a room with a plate of fresh chocolate chip cookies and a bowl of radishes. One half of the participants is told they may not eat the radishes and they can only eat the cookies.
The other half? Only radishes for you and don't you dare touch the cookies.
For 30 minutes, there was pleasure in one room and pain in the other.
Then - and this was the real point - the participants were asked to perform a seemingly simple test. Draw around a diagram without lifting the pen off the page. Actually it was impossible to do it.
But the group that had just stuffed their faces with cookies and were happy, warm and fuzzy, had a damned good go at it. Again and again they tried, until they were told to stop.
The grumpy radish eaters? They were NOT happy. Grumbling, whining, can't be bothered with this, why did I volunteer for this anyway? You get the picture.
Newsflash: Your willpower gets weary
Conclusion? Willpower is exhaustible.
The group that hadn't been using their willpower - the cookie lot - were more than happy to have a go at a difficult thing. Course they were, they were all chilled, full of cookies and feeling fine.
Radish eaters? They'd just lived through agony resisting the cookies and they definitely didn't have any willpower left in the tank.
I like this experiment a lot. It vindicates my marshmallow willpower.
I spend SO MUCH TIME being strong about stuff (umm, getting four kids to school, not shouting too much, baking) that it is perfectly understandable that at some hurdles, I stumble, trip and eat Betty Crocker frosting straight from the tub.
Betty Crocker's Vanilla Icing from a tub. Oh yeah
Ha! You see where I was going all along? This stuff is amazing people! And I mean amazing in a food allergies context, not in a nutritional context. It is free from all the nasties (it does have a 'may contain milk' disclaimer) and it can be kept in the fridge. Yes, it contains industrial amounts of toxic sugary stuff, but this week I really don't care.
So when the school does a cake sale and you remember at 8am that you were supposed to make cake for your child with allergies so she doesn't feel left out...just grab some Betty Crocker magic, smear it on a biscuit, add sprinkles and Bob is definitely your uncle.
We are winning the war on allergies friends! One trashy, beautiful product at a time.
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