And from K:
In the aftermath of Hurricane Dorian, I really wanted to use
the month of October to try to return to clean eating. Writing this post is quite
stressful as M has shared with me that T reads the blog only to find the ways
in which we have failed at our monthly goals. And, this month, I think an
objective viewer would say that I failed, but I believe that in that failure, I’ve
also learned a few important things.
The failing started early on when work was really stressful
and having a glass of wine at night sounded really good. But, I wasn’t supposed
to drink. So, I adopted our grandma’s Lenten sacrifice and decided that I would
only drink when I was with friends, which I was able to stick to. But, when I
needed to skirt around my clean eating, I would just call my friend and neighbor,
K, and we would have wine together.
Then, and I don’t know why I picked October for this goal,
there was the advent of Pumpkin Cream Cold Brew at Starbucks. And, boy are those
things good. So good, in fact, that if I were not trying to eat cleanly, I probably
would have had one every day, but I think I made it through the month only
having five. So, on this one, I was somewhere between a win and a loss.
And along came Halloween and our annual pumpkin carving
party where we serve delicious varieties of chips and dips (a very personal
weakness) and, of course, the requisite Halloween candy. On that night, and for
several days after, I failed miserably. And then came Halloween when our neighbors
had their annual chili and cinnamon roll Halloween pre-game. Well, I think you
see where this is going…
So, what were my moments of victory this month? There were a
few.
1.
I had very few cups of regular coffee (cold
brews aside), and when I did, I used half and half instead of creamer, but by
the end of the month, coffee didn’t even taste good to me anymore. So maybe I’ve
finally broken that habit!
2.
Mom tried to derail me with Trader Joe’s pumpkin
ice cream, and I gave in one night. But, I made myself a tiny ramekin and halfway
through I had to throw in the towel because it was…too sweet? Something must
have been wrong with me. Or, maybe I have managed to successfully alter my
taste buds, which was the goal of the clean eating anyway.
3.
Even when I made a bad food choice, I made it
after deciding that I was okay with making it. This feels like a victory to me
because I don’t usually think too much about what I eat EVER. I don’t meal
plan. I can’t think of what I want for lunch right after I’ve had breakfast.
And, when I come home from work starving, I just follow my taste buds wherever
they lead me without a second thought. I think the process of making conscious
choices about my food, good or bad, marks something of a turning point.
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