Okay so I usually write about my food experiences. Food experiences that I would like to be healthy experiences but sometimes I give in and eat really bad things. To me they are not bad things because these foods are sooo good. But they also tell you a lie. The lie that this food is so great and it makes you happy and it does but only until you finish. When you are finish eating that pizza or burger or fried chicken the joy that you felt is now a guilty feeling and a feeling of shame because you cheated. You cheated on your diet and though you would never tell, your body does. Your body tells you that you gained weight and though it was there with you when you were eating that burger, it even shared in the joy of you ordering dessert at your favorite restaurant. You feel betrayed because it did not step in to tell you that the pizza was going straight to your hips. I wish my thighs would just speak up for itself and say, “Girl put down that cheesecake cause I already can not breathe in these skinny jeans. By the way, why did you buy skinny jeans and you are not skin…” But maybe I need that tough love especially since I know the end result will be shame and guilt and a new pair of jeans.
But that is my problem. I have such a dysfunctional relationship with food. So it ends today. I am just going to enjoy my food and not feel the guilt either way. The majority of the time I do eat healthy. I am conscious of what I put in my mouth and that is good enough for me. So today I let it go. My food guilt and the back and forth of whether I should “Eat the cake Anna Mae!” or eat a salad everyday. I have maintained my weight through the years and though I do not have Janet Jackson’s washboard abs from the 90s’. I also do not have Janet’s money. Therefore I need to love my body, continue to exercise and eat somewhat healthy.
So there it is. No more guilt but continued discipline. Food is good and I can eat what I want without feeling bad about what I really do want to eat. Tomorrow is another day to eat a slice of pizza or have that hamburger or even enjoy a salad. Salads are not that bad once you put some ranch dressing and croutons and cheese all over it. Right?
SO I am going to eat my cake and have it too, one day at a time. Because there is no overnight fix and those 3 day detox are a waste of money and taste buds.
Happy birthday to me.
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