Hello marzipanlings!
Have you been detoxing? I have. And it feels awesome. I have dutifully been daily yoga-ing and trying, trying to eat well. Oy. I try. But I figure that at the very least I am doing yoga everyday, and limiting my Puerto Rican fried food intake to a dull roar. It is unbelievable how much fried food there is here on this island. And how delicious (shocker) it is!!
Last year when I was here I ate so much fried food. I ate tostones every chance I could get. I ate French fries, my ultimate downfall. I ate every piece of chocolate that C lovingly brought me home from the store for a treat. And she loves me, let me tell you, and thus, I ate SO much chocolate.
This year, I had to tell her that I’d she loved me NO more chocolate. I was laughing when I thought about it this morning, finding it ironic that I was able to tell her something I’ve never been quite strong enough to tell myself: if you love me, stop bringing home chocolate.
I am not into restriction, or telling myself absolutely no. But I am into practicing restraint when all I really want is a bottle of water or a nap. And I am becoming more comfortable with this by the day. In try to fill my house with foods that will encourage me to eat more healthily. (And then, I have no hesitation or guilt about eating dessert when I’m out and about and it is so much better than scarfing a chocolate bar just because I’ve run out of things to do.)
So I’m ending week two by telling myself, firmly but lovingly, if you love me, don’t bring home the chocolate.
