So I am recovering from shoulder surgery a week ago. And I have to say, my constant focusing on food has lessened. My focus on the pain in my shoulder and arm has increased. But my obsession with food has definately decreased. It could be because the pain in my shoulder makes me think of percocets and not chocolate cake. It could be that preparing any food actually causes me physical pain right now. I find this very interesting. The power of the mind and the connection with the body.
I have been following this blog on Just B Living...by Tonya Leigh. She is a life coach and her approach to weight loss is NOT to focus on the food, but to focus on life. Check her out, she speaks my language....
http://justbliving.com/blog/2010/03/why-i-am-not-a-fan-of-weight-watchers/?utm_source=feedburner&utm_medium=feed&utm_campaign=Feed%3A+wordpress%2Fjblv+%28Just+B+Living%29
So, a short post today. I am going to focus on healing this shoulder, plan some short activity for tomorrow (walk around the block or maybe get on the stationary bike for 15 minutes) and go take some more percocets....because eating right now really is a pain...
Thursday, March 25, 2010
Tuesday, March 2, 2010
Who shrunk my pants?
I know I fit into those pants last spring....They must have shrunk in the dryer. Jim probably put them in the dryer(yes my husband does laundry!) Erin made me buy all of those girl scout cookies so she could get a patch and a stuffed frog. Oh, and my friends always provide the endless glass of wine (and cheese to go with it). AND my metabolism is slowing down. I could go on, but....
There really is no one to blame. I am the one who does not fit into those pants I the one who refuses to buy certain sizes; the one that keeps the smaller sizes in the closet because some day I will fit into them again. I choose what to eat, when to eat and how much to eat. For those of you who believe it is metabolism - it is not. I even had my thyroid tested multiple times. I must say that the food industry may have a teensy weensy bit to do with those pants, if you don't think so just watch the documentary Food Inc. I digress.
I don't think that blame is a good word either. I have been beating myself up for years about what I eat. I get guilty after indulging in a hot fudge sundae. I make excuses about needing a chocolate fix or a salt fix because of being pre-menstrual only to feel sad after eating. These thoughts and feelings have been destructive and have clearly not helped me in weight loss. Labeling food as either "good" or "bad" just is not right. It is food. There are many people in the world that would do anything for that "bad" food.
So I think the lesson of the day is to enjoy my food. All of my food. Stay present. Take a breath.
Now back to my yummy pizza!
There really is no one to blame. I am the one who does not fit into those pants I the one who refuses to buy certain sizes; the one that keeps the smaller sizes in the closet because some day I will fit into them again. I choose what to eat, when to eat and how much to eat. For those of you who believe it is metabolism - it is not. I even had my thyroid tested multiple times. I must say that the food industry may have a teensy weensy bit to do with those pants, if you don't think so just watch the documentary Food Inc. I digress.
I don't think that blame is a good word either. I have been beating myself up for years about what I eat. I get guilty after indulging in a hot fudge sundae. I make excuses about needing a chocolate fix or a salt fix because of being pre-menstrual only to feel sad after eating. These thoughts and feelings have been destructive and have clearly not helped me in weight loss. Labeling food as either "good" or "bad" just is not right. It is food. There are many people in the world that would do anything for that "bad" food.
So I think the lesson of the day is to enjoy my food. All of my food. Stay present. Take a breath.
Now back to my yummy pizza!
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