This morning when I was walking Ashok in the blazing hot, muggy early morning, I was thinking about consistency. I was thinking about my new food plan which I’ve been following consistently for about 6 weeks. But then I remembered that I hadn’t really been all that consistent. I’ve had sugary treats about 5 times during that 6 weeks period. Is that really being consistent, I wondered?
I thought about my history with working out, staying fit, eating right and abstaining from all kinds of addictive foods. It took me many, many years to stop binging and gorging on sugary treats when I was depressed or stressed. I was really bad about it. I know I have done a lot of damage to my body. I definitely had disordered eating if not a full-blown eating disorder. After I got into recovery and divorced my second husband, food binges became less and less of a habit for me. I remember one time I binged, and I got sick afterwards. That had never happened before. A friend of mine reminded me that my body wasn’t accustomed to it anymore, so it rebelled. It was actually a good sign even though I was really ashamed about it. In the last 3 years or so, I really haven’t binged at all.
I’ve really made headway in my journey with my disordered eating. My desire to eat right and healthfully has started to replace any desire to eat bad food on a regular basis. I still enjoy food on occasion that is not healthy and may even be junk food, but it’s always a passing fancy, and I’m not really driven to consume it very often. I’m not putting restrictions on myself, my tastes have actually changed. I always wanted to be able to eat whatever I’m finally doing so. The difference is that I don’t want as much food anymore. When I moved here to Baton Rouge – the most obese city in the country – I was worried about how my eating would be impacted. Turns out, the availability of fresh local produce all year round and the low cost of healthy food have made it easier to stay healthy here than anywhere else I’ve lived.
So, if I think about consistency in the context of a long period of time, I am very consistent. I continue to improve my health and make better choices. I have setbacks. In fact, sometimes the setbacks are somewhat significant in their span of time. But, I consistently get back on track, and the consistency with getting back on track has become a way of life.
I’ve always been active. My parents were active, and I learned to exercise as part of a daily habit when I was very young. It’s like brushing my teeth. I do skip it every now and again, but I very consistently exercise 5-6 times per week. I change it up, I get bored with it, I struggle to get myself up off the couch and I whine about it, but I consistently do it even if it’s just taking the dog out for a long walk every morning.
I’m feeling a lot better with this new food plan (Potatoes not Prozac). I’m sleeping through the night almost every single night. I think in 6 weeks I’ve had two nights that I didn’t sleep well, and they were both as a result of being on the road for several days eating too much white flour and sugar and sleeping in a different bed every night. But I got right back on track, and immediately I started sleeping through the night again. One of the biggest gifts from this new food plan – no sugar, balanced protein and complex carbs and a potato before going to bed – is that I do not have to get up to pee in the middle of the night anymore. I had no idea that was sugar-related. But, apparently it is. I have also noticed on the rare occasion that I’ve consumed sugar, my anxiety starts up again. It’s never been really serious, but I can feel the fear rise. I’ve even learned to tell myself, “It’s just the sugar, Sharon. It’ll be gone in the morning.” And it is.
I had a long day today. We traveled to Jackson MS and back in one day. We had a stressful meeting, and I was beat when I got home. But, I knew I had to work out. I moaned and groaned about it. I ate something healthy and surfed the internet until I started feeling like I wanted to move. I chose a resistance band workout with Jessica on Live Streaming Fitness. It wasn’t a super hard workout, but it got me moving, and moving got me smiling. Even Ashok got in on the action.
I think you need someone to push you!
Move it, you slimy worm!!!!!!
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