It's a snowy Friday afternoon and I've had kind of a sloppy day. I had to mail my mother's birthday present today but by the time I left the house. the post office and FedEx were closing early because of the weather. I finally found a UPS office, paid $25 to get the present to Florida in time and also put the wrong address on the package. So it's been that kind of day.
But I'm determined to get a handle on my eating and not be sloppy about that today. This week, there was a birthday party at work and I'd been pretty careful for a few days, so I thought I'd have some of the desserts. They all looked good and before I knew it, I had a plate full of cake, pie and cobbler. I set it on my desk and looked at it for a while - a heap of sweets. And I did eat it but the image of that plate has stayed with me. What am I doing? I'm more careful about what I feed my pets than I am about what I feed myself. That plate has come to seem pretty gross to me.
I'm a recovering alcoholic who has been sober for almost 17 years. I have always understood that my sobriety comes one day at a time. I need to apply that same mantra to my diet. So for today, I'm going to eat like I'm feeding someone I care for.
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That is a great insight.
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