When people say they are 'on a diet' that really annoys the hell out of me. Being 'on a diet' is ridiculous. Everybody is on a diet, because if we weren't we would all starve and die... so, why not say, "I am choosing to eat in a more healthy way". If that paradigm shift were to happen in peoples minds, then I bet this whole obesity epidemic would take a significant downturn. I mean, really. An overweight friend tells you she is on a diet for the umpteenth time. You are kind enough to turn your head before you roll your eyes. You have heard it so many times before... He or she is on this diet, they lose a bit, then revert back to their old eating patterns. Hello old weight, plus a little bit more.
But, today they say, "I'm choosing to eat healthier".... every day they make that choice. All of a sudden they (and by default you, because you are their friend) become hyper aware of just how nasty and unhealthy most food is. Screw the diet to lose weight, the paradigm shift of being healthy has finally embedded itself in their media-induced brain.
I am choosing to eat healthier and I am choosing to accept the help of the Weight Watchers team. My struggle is not necessarily that I eat unhealthy, it is that I have a tendency NOT to eat. Of course, that results in a slower metabolism.... now, I struggle with forcing myself to eat throughout the day. My goal is to reach the 29 points. I find that ice cream works wonders for hitting the goal when I still fall short. But, it's low fat ice cream. So, that makes it ok, right? What might not be ok, is that I went a little compulsive yesterday and spent $30 on ice cream.
So, what is my real struggle with this eating healthy thing? Remember to eat, for one... and two, remembering that I have salad stuff in the fridge before it gets slimy! Today, I choose to eat healthy.
Sunday, January 2, 2011
Saturday, January 1, 2011
New Years Resolution
New Years Resolutions are a farce. Sort of like Valentines Day. Why not make a New Week Resolution? Then, if you make the same resolution at the beginning of each week, aren't you likely to be more successful than making a resolution to last a full year.
So, what is the purpose of this blog? There isn't one really. Suffice it to say, I am just going to blog my struggles juggling the whole single-ish mom, full time job, eating healthy, exercising, being the girlfriend/wife/significant other... whatever. There are days that I wish I was kidless, and days that I can't imagine life without them. There are days where intimate relationships suck and I want OUT and days when the love is so intense and obvious that I can't imagine my life without him. And then, there are the mental health struggles and achievements of everybody in my life that makes each day a simultaneous struggle and joy.
There is the ex-husband, the dogs, the cats, the rabbits, and coming soon, the geckos. It is about being 'that house' in the neighborhood when all I want is to run around the house naked. You know 'that house'... the one where all the kids congregate. The one that takes the 'clothing optional' status OUT of ones every day life.
And the 8 year old's business. She has more money in savings now than I... although she works hard at it, it adds another stress to our everyday life. But, then again, it gives our everyday life additional purpose. With every loaf of bread she makes and sells, it enhances the mother/daughter bond between us, it provides a smile and a strange happiness to the families she sells to, and it teachers her about money. A lesson I never learned...
As these blogs continue, you will meet my family, our struggles, our joys, our setbacks. You will see my parenting (good or bad as it may be, but always evolving)... and you will see that sanity really is an illusion, because we are all fucking crazy.
So, what is the purpose of this blog? There isn't one really. Suffice it to say, I am just going to blog my struggles juggling the whole single-ish mom, full time job, eating healthy, exercising, being the girlfriend/wife/significant other... whatever. There are days that I wish I was kidless, and days that I can't imagine life without them. There are days where intimate relationships suck and I want OUT and days when the love is so intense and obvious that I can't imagine my life without him. And then, there are the mental health struggles and achievements of everybody in my life that makes each day a simultaneous struggle and joy.
There is the ex-husband, the dogs, the cats, the rabbits, and coming soon, the geckos. It is about being 'that house' in the neighborhood when all I want is to run around the house naked. You know 'that house'... the one where all the kids congregate. The one that takes the 'clothing optional' status OUT of ones every day life.
And the 8 year old's business. She has more money in savings now than I... although she works hard at it, it adds another stress to our everyday life. But, then again, it gives our everyday life additional purpose. With every loaf of bread she makes and sells, it enhances the mother/daughter bond between us, it provides a smile and a strange happiness to the families she sells to, and it teachers her about money. A lesson I never learned...
As these blogs continue, you will meet my family, our struggles, our joys, our setbacks. You will see my parenting (good or bad as it may be, but always evolving)... and you will see that sanity really is an illusion, because we are all fucking crazy.
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