It’s been just over two weeks since I made the conscious decision to fuel my body with whole foods versus filling it with crap. While I wasn’t chowing down on Big Macs every day I was having a passionate love affair with chips and a Pepsi. That would normally be appetizer as it was quickly followed by another bag of chips and whatever sweets I could find in my CEO’s office. In the short time since calling things off, I have learned a lot about my relationship with food and my willpower.
At the first sign of being overwhelmed I have found myself lusting for that salty deliciousness and flirting with the vending machine. I am an emotional eater. Chips were my quick fix. And like bees to honey, a Pepsi was needed to wash the salt off my tongue.
This week has been filled with pressures and deadlines. It’s what I thrive on, however, I don’t have that crutch to support me like I used to. It’s also been filled with cookies. Freakin’ cookies everywhere. It seems every meeting has a cookies and tea theme to them – and I’ve been in a lot of meeting these days. To get through I’ve been packing lots of snacks in my lunch bag. Yes, I now own a lunch bag. I’m eating 5 – 6 times per day which I know is what all the literature tells you to do but I never thought I would be that person.
Miraculously I have stuck to the plan. I honestly had no idea the willpower that was living within me. Every night the Skor bar sitting in my pantry and I have a face-off. The stats are in my favour right now at +18. The only real cheat I’ve had is when I unconsciously took a sip of hubs’ fountain Pepsi.
I was pretty confident that after 3.4 hours I would have thrown in the towel. But more and more each day I simply feel better. So much so I’ve become a member of the #EarlyRisers club.
Sorry to break it to you, @MrsARob, but three mornings in a row you’re up at 6 am? You’re officially a morning person now.
— Thea (@AnatheaT) January 22, 2015
Yup, that’s right. <pats self on back> I am willingly rising before the sun. Even The Beast has no idea what the heck is going on. In some ways I feel I have been given a gift – the gift of time. I have bonus hours in my day that I longed for. This extra energy comes with a price. I’m already a hyper person who suffers from the squirrel effect. This new spark has perpetuated it x 10000000000. I feel like the I could be the 8th member of the Justice League – Speed Babbler.
Now where’s my cape?
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