Consequences

I do my best to teach my kids the consequences of their actions and that consequences ALWAYS exist. If they don't get dressed in a timely fashion in the morning, I tell them they can go to school in their pjs. If they don't eat their lunch, they don't get food until dinner. When Richard didn't put his homework in his backpack like I asked him to because he was too captivated by watching Scott play video games, he lost video game privileges for a day. I do my best to not fight with them, but just let the natural consequences take place.  (Unless of course, there are no obvious natural consequences and then I just make up what I feel is appropriate.) If they are obedient, they get to do fun things. If they eat their dinner, they get dessert. If they are nice to each other, they can play with friends.
However, for some reason, I sometimes wish that rule didn't apply to me. For example, why can't I just eat what I want and what tastes good? Why do I have to experience the natural consequences? Most immediately, I feel gross. Really gross. That didn't happen 15 years ago. Yet, now, if I eat too much greasy, fatty, sweet, etc food, I feel gross. Then, long term, I gain weight. One of my most important long term goals is to not look like the people I take care of in the hospital. To me it's absolutely disgusting to be so overweight. Other long term effects are increased risk of developing diabetes, heart disease, cancer, respiratory problems, and almost every other chronic condition you can think of.
However, every time I walk through Costco, the junk food calls to me. Every time I make a dessert, it calls to me. I have to remind myself of the natural consequences every time. Why isn't it just ingrained in my soul so that I don't have to even think about it? I guess we all have our temptations...