The candy's not going anywhere.

One of my best friends sent this to me this morning.
 Caloric equivalents of some of our favorite treats. 
Caloric equivalents of some of our favorite treats.
Yikes.
Here's the problem with this kind of scare tactic:
It doesn't actually help anyone over the long-term.
Sure, maybe the exercise and calorie equivalents are well-intentioned, and it may certainly make you think twice before indulging in a treat, but the mentality that you *have* to burn off any kind of sugar you eat via exercise is misguided.
"Oh, I'll only eat this Almond Joy if I know that I can burn it off by doing some Tabatas afterward."
"A stick of gum? No worries, that's one lap around the neighborhood."
This is how eating disorders begin.
Here's a newsflash: it's entirely possible to thoroughly enjoy a treat in moderation and move on with your life.
No guilt.
No compensatory behavior.
And listen. Just because it's a special time of year does not mean that you have to eat ALL the candy.
The candy's not going anywhere.
(Seriously, it's not.)
Who says that if I don't eat this Heath bar, that I won't be able to go to the store and purchase some a month from now?
Who says that I *have* to eat everything in front of me right this very instant?
Candy is not necessarily a fat-gaining food. If you're smart about your consumption and you take into context the rest of your day's eats, it's entirely possible to maintain your current shape - or hell, even lean out - while enjoying these kinds of treats.
Remember: nobody got fat from eating one cookie.
This is the kind of bullshit that really grinds my gears.
Oh, and happy Halloween.