Rebellion

Little things that others might not see or even think so bad are markers for rebellion in my eating life. For example, making a bowl of oatmeal with raisins for sweetener and a little bit of pecans for crunch is a great meal...but when I stop and sprinkle refined white sugar on it--I know I'm in rebellion. I want to do what I want to do and it usually comes about when another part of life forces me to be doing something I don't want to do. It's my way of throwing a quiet tantrum and having my way in some little thing. The problem with this thinking is that it's not really the way I want to go. I no sooner finish eating it and I'm promising myself I won't do that again...but if I let the stress continue to control me I might as well be a remote control toy. The cravings for "forbidden" foods takes hold and I believe the--Well you blew it so you might as well blow it all the way--lie.

That's the kind of day I had yesterday. No, not the whole day. I started out with a glass of fresh carrot juice and mid-morning had a small glass of fresh apple juice lemonade, but then it went down hill for the afternoon.

Why do I say this? Because for me, I have to have an eating plan to follow--at least when I'm where I am in my mindset. And with all the plans out there you'd think I'd find one to try--well I do want to try the Flat Belly Diet. It allows 1600 calories a day and is centered around eating healthy fat--plus my belly is the place I gain the most so it's a good match. The fact that Prevention magazine is behind it is also encouraging. But since the book isn't out yet, what do I do?