I have no doubt in my mind that me using the word "Extra" in my everyday eating habit is why I've got these "Extra" pounds hanging off my belly or "mi llanta/my tire" is how I lovingly like to refer to it as.
Let me give you a couple example's;
I'm in the sandwich shop line and I tell the guy "Can I have some extra Mayo?", Or even last night at Chipolte I was upset at the guy who was going so fast preparing my order because I wanted "Extra" bell peppers....I can go on for days with my "Extra" rantings...chuckle
What need other then hunger am I trying to fuel? What am I not facing?
During my teen years I lived a very transient lifestyle, living on the streets is not glamorous nor is it stable. I remember being so hungry one time I had to beg a man to buy me a cheeseburger, I'll never forget the look he gave me when I asked him. Starring at me, judging me; finally he did buy the cheeseburger for me and I have never forgotten that moment nor will I ever! I use that memory as a marker of how far I've come in my life.
I've said all of that to say this; at times I feel as if internally something is telling me "Eat everything in sight because you may never know when you will eat again!" Rationally I know that I will eat again, that I'm living the most stable lifestyle I've ever had, that I have people who love me and would never let me starve...So why do I still feed that fear?
I was so busy helping a friend with an event yesterday that of course I didn't workout and this morning well that just didn't happen. So tonight I'm getting down to business and putting my goals first.
I am so hungry right now and I just want to eat the right thing, I'm telling myself "Get a salad" but then that committee in the back of my mind is saying..."But Ranch dressing is so fattening and you love it!" Oh what turmoil... ;o)
Indulgence, twin sister of guilt. - Madame Suzanne Curchod Necker
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