Piling on the Health
This week I am focusing on eating better and working out more. The summer off from carb counts, cardio machines, and Olympic level guilt trips was delightful until I tried to put on pants instead of capris. When they wouldn’t button I knew I had to take drastic action.
I can’t go to the bar three nights a week for bar food and a couple beers. I can’t wander up the street from the office to grab an ice cream every other day. The candy jar on the front counter? No more swiping Milky Ways throughout the day.
I will return to the gym and get back to 6-8 hours every week, mixing up my cardio with my weights. I will cajole myself into downward facing dogs even though I hate every second of them just because it feels so good when I am done.
But I have to start somewhere. I used the weekend to say good bye to my favorite foods. I ate more fruits and vegetables, but I also savored the majority of a pack of double stuf Oreos. They were delicious.
And today I packed extra food for work. We usually eat a healthy breakfast and lunch (unless I decide I’ve earned tacos or something else guaranteed to fluff my muffin top). But when I get hungry or bored I snack, and the snacks haven’t been the healthiest.
So today I made sure I had healthy snacks, including an oatmeal-almond-honey-yogurt-berry parfait. I ate every bite. I made it through my day without eating any junk. I know my body well enough to know that starving it will get me nowhere. I need to stuff it with celery sticks and peaches until the sweets and fried foods stop calling my name. After a week or two the cravings stop and eating healthy is the only thing that makes sense.
I thought about how I “trick†my body into changing the way it eats, and I started thinking that maybe I have to “trick†my body into changing the way it thinks. Maybe if I let myself go crazy with healthy decisions – time with supportive friends, more books, random solitary evenings, frequent resume send outs – the unhealthy things will just get crowded out, and after a while I’ll stop giving in to the thoughts that pull me under.
I’m going to give it a try. How bad can it be? The only question is which bad decisions I will say goodbye to this weekend.
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about 11 years ago
I am with you sister. Just keep up the good work.