I made some goodies a while ago because I was asked to bring dessert to a dinner date at a friend's house. I made enough for both of our families and at the last minute one of her little ones took ill and we stayed home. With dessert for 10 people. We each had a little piece that night and because I had slid down the slippery slope of crappy eating for a few weeks I committed to make more loving choices for my body.
I woke up and felt great, had a banana. I taught some yoga, took some yoga, had a green smoothie, munched on bell pepper strips, had some sunflower seeds - life was good. All of that living nutritious food, all of that yoga had me feeling good. Grounded, clearheaded and really kinda blissful by lunch time.
Here is where things took a way wrong turn. I was in the kitchen pulling another smoothie out of the fridge (I make a big batch in the morning) and I remembered the Double Doozie Ice Cream Sandwiches that I made in the freezer. I decided to just have a bite. Wait. Did you see that? That blur in front of your eyes was me not just sliding down the slippery slope but belly flopping right off the side of it. It was kind of crazy. Ice cream led to goldfish which led to more ice cream which led to macaroni and cheese and by dinner time I was miserable.
I've always been an all or nothing kind of girl. I go big or I go home you know? I guess the same is true with my craptastic eating
xoxo


I LOVE this piece of writing. Your wave is coming Jill so keep your surf board handy
ReplyDeleteThanks Elizabeth. While I started this piece a couple of weeks ago it was our conversation yesterday (read: You) that inspired me to finish.
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