To eat the Magnum Gold ice cream that is sitting, so cold and delicious in the freezer, belonging to no one and tempting me, or not to? That is today's question.
However, I am allergic to dairy and I know that eating this will cause me tummy bloating, pain, tiredness, swelling and other unpleasant reactions. Nice.
Thinking about how fun the first bite is, the frozen choc-honeycomb coating cracking is like the wonderful fun I had wearing my big sister's gumboots so I could jump into an ice covered puddle to hear and feel the ice crackle and slip downwards under my feet.
Some of my teeth are sensitive to cold, this bit can be, well, painful. Masochism.
Then that fresh smell, crisp and clean like rainfall on cherry tree leaves, of vanilla and iced milk. The first bite, icy cold and creamy, sugary deliciousness bursting over my taste buds. Savour this one.
Sugar. Too much sugar at once and I sometimes get that weird little jolt from my ovarian cyst as something horrid goes on inside me and I know by nightfall, it will be causing more pain, irritating my bladder, sending that ache down my leg and lethergy through my system. Misery.
Licking the soft, melting part of the ice cream, flavour in full swing, feeling that so satisfying contentment of this single moment. Memories of childhood, unpacking groceries, Mum pulling out the ice cream and opening it, saying mock-sadly to my sister and I, "Oh dear, the edges are melted, if we put it back in they will go icy....spoons, girls!) and we would scoop up the deliciously gooey ice cream till only the well frozen centre was left and giggle.
Sugar gives me hives. Irritating.
Coolness. 34 degree day, sun heating the closed blinds till they are to hot to touch. The chill of the ice cream would rush through my veins, providing blissful relief.
I am 25 kgs overweight, one Magnum is 40 minutes on the elliptical trainer and I have to fit into the "ugly stepsister costume" for our hoops act next weekend. Guilt.
Today. The ice cream stays in the fridge. But it will be there tomorrow. Who knows which way the battle will go then?
What is your temptation? Food, books, tv, shoes. (OMG. shoes) How do your battles go?
I still really want that ice cream. *sighs*