Ladies and gentlemen, here we go again.
Now, before I tell you where this is going, I need to start with something else. I am TERRIFIED of putting this out there publicly. Not so much because I care that the people I know really well know this about me (because, really, they already do), but because I am so worried about scaring off potential friends, boyfriends, or whatever else all the rest of you might become to me one day. No one wants to be judged and that includes me.
So some people have problems with working too much and coming home and not being able to put work out of their head. Not me. Other people inability to manage their finances and can’t say no to that next thing they HAVE to have. Not me. Other people have gambling problems, drug addictions or haven’t yet found the courage or desire to quit smoking. None of those are my vices. I thank God every day I do not have one of those problems as all are damaging to ourselves in some way.
My vice/obsession/problem is something we have to do on a daily basis or we don’t survive.
What is it?
This love of food has had me on a weight roller coaster since 2001. In 2000 I was at my heaviest and managed to lose 40 lbs the next year … but since then I’ve been up 15, down 10, down another 10, up 15… you can see how it goes. Well, I want it to stop.
This is the beginning of my journey and I’m putting it out there for the whole world to see (if they choose to read it). Maybe someone out there is with me. If not, it will be therapuetic enough to just write about how I’m doing.
So, here I go. Who’s with me?
Now, before I tell you where this is going, I need to start with something else. I am TERRIFIED of putting this out there publicly. Not so much because I care that the people I know really well know this about me (because, really, they already do), but because I am so worried about scaring off potential friends, boyfriends, or whatever else all the rest of you might become to me one day. No one wants to be judged and that includes me.
So some people have problems with working too much and coming home and not being able to put work out of their head. Not me. Other people inability to manage their finances and can’t say no to that next thing they HAVE to have. Not me. Other people have gambling problems, drug addictions or haven’t yet found the courage or desire to quit smoking. None of those are my vices. I thank God every day I do not have one of those problems as all are damaging to ourselves in some way.
My vice/obsession/problem is something we have to do on a daily basis or we don’t survive.
What is it?
FOOD
I love food. Many people know I love to talk about food and restaurants. I love to cook, I love to bake and I like to eat it even more. I cook for the people I care about (and maybe those I want to impress?) and so for me, I guess food = love.This love of food has had me on a weight roller coaster since 2001. In 2000 I was at my heaviest and managed to lose 40 lbs the next year … but since then I’ve been up 15, down 10, down another 10, up 15… you can see how it goes. Well, I want it to stop.
This is the beginning of my journey and I’m putting it out there for the whole world to see (if they choose to read it). Maybe someone out there is with me. If not, it will be therapuetic enough to just write about how I’m doing.
So, here I go. Who’s with me?
I’m with you! Dude, I love food. I find it so hard to stay focused on healthy eating when food is just part of the culture of celebration, especially in our family. I’ll be doing really well on my own and then one holiday or birthday party throws the whole thing in the crapper. It’s such a hard habit to break. Beautiful post, lady. I’m glad you’re back, because it meant I found your blog. I’m going to add your blog (this one!) to my RSS feed and follow along with your journey. :)
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