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August 11, 2006
A La Shaped Dent In The Couch
I have fond memories of going away for a week to visit my grandparents and coming home to find my Mom had done something new or different to my room. I always enjoyed coming home to find my room freshly painted, super-duper clean or re-arranged. Especially since I always kept my room such a mess, a neat orderly space was a nice surprise. Because of that positive experience I like to do the same for Flounder when he goes out of town. Once or twice a year (he doesn't travel very much without me!) I will make a short project list and embark on a few home improvement to surprise him with when he returns. Not this time. I just couldn't rally the energy or motivation to drag my behind off the couch and get to work. Sad no? I know why too. I am not depressed or ill, I am unhealthy. I have been feeding my body crap fuel, and it doesn't want to run smoothly. My state of health is keeping me from doing the things I want to do, and I have only myself to blame.
Remember the recent hoopla about the South Beach diet? Yeah me too. I lasted about a week and a half. It was a work-intensive diet, but I felt better while I was working the program and it was a diet that was still do-able at social events. Why didn't it stick? I thought I could cheat the rules. You know that old jem from our friend Ben Franklin, "The definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over and expecting different results?" Well that is where I have been for quite sometime when it comes to my eating habits. I start a new program and it's effective, I start to lose, and then I start to fiddle. I add in foods I am not supposed to have, or change the portion size. Why must I futz with a good thing? Lather, rinse, repeat -- no matter which plan I am on I repeat the same behavior.
Lord, I am tired or thinking and planning and writing and obsessing about my weight. So what am I going to do about it? The broken refigerator was a blessing is disguise. I now have an empty, clean function fridge. I have been given the perfect opportunity to fill it with fresh, healthy summer produce and lean meats. It's back to South Beach for me, because it diet plan isn't flawed, I am. So while I am chopping an hour per day to keep our house full of prepared veggies I will also be thinking over why I repeatedly sabotage myself.
Quote of the Day:
We think fast food is equivalent to pornography, nutritionally speaking.
Steve Elbert
