A little over six months ago, I did something I never thought I would do. I quit baking.
For anyone that has followed this blog, you know I have always loved to bake. It is my stress relief (at least it was). Sixteen months ago, I couldn’t imagine going two months without baking, going to the extent of packing my stand mixer in the car with us when we relocated to North Carolina.
Unfortunately, our waistlines quickly came to realize why my weekly baking habit just wouldn’t work down here. We knew very few people down here, so instead of sharing sweet treats with family and friends, we indulged ourselves. When we found our pants getting tight, we decided we needed to make a change. So, I quit. Cold turkey. A week before Christmas.
That’s right, I made no Christmas cookies. Not one. To be honest, we didn’t even miss them.
Luckily, we have made friends down here as we are settling in. We have also had a lot more family visit in the last month or so. So, after six and a half months, I bought baking supplies today. I pulled my Kitchen Aid mixer out of the cabinet.
And tomorrow, I bake. 😉
After six months, I don’t feel the need to bake every week. But, I am looking forward to occasional treats. And, my new habit of walking five or six miles a day should help to keep the waistline in check, even if (when) I do occasionally overindulge.
Have you ever quit an activity you loved cold turkey? Did you go back?
And does anyone have any suggestions on what I should bake? 😉