I make this real healthy stir-fried chicken and brocoli for dinner.
Sitting around reading the SDMB, and I notice this bag of Snyders Jalapeno flavored potato chips unopened in the kitchen.
I open it take a couple, and go back to the computer.
Not gonna pig out, just a couple as a snack.
Then I repeat the walk to the kitchen another 37 times in the next 1/2 hour until the bag is empty.
Why didn’t I just bring the bag in?
What point was I making?
Explain that to me.
It’s justified because you burn the calories walking back and forth.
Mmmm, jalapeno chips…
Scylla, does this mean that the jalapeno flavored potato chips are gonna give you another case of “wolf-ass”???
After you filled the bowl, you said “This is the last bowl” in your mind. You didn’t plan on getting another bown until you were out of chips in your bowl. Then you got up to get more chips, forgetting that the bowl you just ate was supposed to be your last bowl.
Depends on how things mix with the brocoli, but it should be interesting.
Assuming there’s no-one else in the building, you’re hoping some miracle will cause you to suddenly stop halfway out of your chair and realise that you’re FREE from your addiction. The walk gives you longer to think about it.
Of course you and I know that the walk vanishes into nothing. It barely registers, right? What registers is the next two chips.
Isn’t this one of those dieting rules? Like, if you’re just “tidying up” a cake or whatever, where it’s been sliced all raggedy, those calories don’t count. There’s a whole bunch of those handy-dandy rules. Clearly, if you ate the whole bag at one sitting, you’d be a big fat pig, but if you’re just, you know, nibbling, well, nibbling calories don’t count.
I’m sure the FDA or somebody must have a FAQ about this.
You know, there’s a genetic reason for that phenomenon:
http://www.theonion.com/onion3531/gene_chips.html
"ITHACA, NY—In an announcement with major implications for future generations of big fat hogs, Cornell University geneticists announced Monday that they have isolated the specific DNA series that makes an individual susceptible to eating a whole goddamn bag of chips. "
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Well, if you’re anything like me, you were hoping your overwhelming case of laziness and lead in the ass would help you out in this case because the chips were all the way in the other room. I believe that we do have something in common because I would have kept getting up too until the chips were gone. Damn laziness, it never comes in handy no matter how hard I try.
Rule #1: Bring the bag.
Rule #2: Serving size is UNTIL THE CONTAINER IS EMPTY.
Who the hell eats a half a can of pringles? or a partial bag of Jalapeno chips?
Oh, yeah, maybe, skinny people.
B.
[sub]shutting up now[/sub]
It is humanly impossible to not eat less than half of the can of Pringles.
The reduced fat Pringles are not too good IMHO.
Could it possibly be a passive-agressive tactic to get your two-year old to sleep in her own bed?
What kinda humans you got there anyway?
b.
Maybe you figured that if you ate them all at once, you’d get a serious case of “wolf-ass” (that was your term, right?"). Since you only ate them two at a time, your body had more time to cope with them. Behold the power of your subconscious. Behold!
This was exactly my thought! I’d hope that having the chips in the other room would be sufficient from keeping me from eating the whole bag. Unfortunately, yummy munchies seems to be my laziness kryptonite.
Here’s how it works for me. If I bring the whole bag with me, say to the puter, I won’t eat much of it because it’s there and I could if I wanted to, so the temptation is less.
This has nothing to do with being unable to resist temptation. It has nothing to do with lack of willpower, or denial about how many chips you are going to eat.
Here is my take on it.
You eat a few chips. You sit down at the computer. You suddenly realize that eating chips helps the economy. George W Bush would want to you eat more chips. So you go back for more. Each time you finish the handful you retrieved last time, you find you still have room, praise god, for more chips. The angels are singing. The Snyders company is cheering. The flag is waving. George W Bush himself is wiping a tear from his eye and humming “America the Beautiful” as you go back time after time for more chips. You will eat the whole bag. You can do it. And you will do it night after night after night, if necessary, because damnit you love this country.
In short: If you didn’t eat the whole bag, the terrorists would have won.
Myself, I can eat a whole bag of Dan Dee Bar B Que chips (after putting them in the fridge for an hour).
It’s simple; I do it all the time.
You were just getting rid of them now so they wouldn’t tempt you later.