"You are what you eat" " The proof is in the Pudding" or " You get what you deserve" Time honored sayings that carry truth is reflective of our every action, for better or worse. Mine happen to be with an insatiable appetite to consume any and all leading up to and through these holidays. My quest to consume is perplexing, once again, during these final months of the year. It occurs every year as if my primal urge to devour anything eatable in sight, ahead of the long cold winter (California, yeah right!), is an ingrained sense to hibernate. Melancholy, is my current form of hibernating, it manifests itself right about now until early spring. Looking back at my grades in school they were always a bit higher in the first semester versus the second. So, then, the act of a New Years resolution is ever more important!
If I am what I eat then I should look like a big smorgasbord of BLAGH.
Having no affiliations with religous, ethnic or new-age infuences as it relates to diet, I consume without discrimination. Any food or drink within site or reach is fair game. It can be any food group with little or no discretion for its healthful, harmful or kosher attributes. No matter the three traditions of breakfast lunch and dinner, intermediate feasts in between are common with the final cresendo, dinner, resembling a shark frenzy... Gorging, as if food would be scarce from that point forward has made me ponder this strange behavior year after year. Is it temperature? Is it psychological with ancestors having more difficulty securing adequate consumables in the dead of winter? could it be some astrological pull causing the Pisces fish to gain girth prior to its long upstream swim?
The Pudding has been proof of overconsumption with building force for the last couple of months. The P.S.I monitor is approaching 1000, which is problematic, to say the least. Popping buttons and reduced circulation to the lower extremities is a health as well as a fashion concern. The adverse fallout from unbridled hunger is many and varied. Hypothermia (here in San Francisco for the New Year) its freezing cold! It can be very difficult to keep warm with small clothes!. Cost, having to buy large clothes for a short period of time is not prudent but necessary. Psychosis, from the side effects of "extreme eating" tend to manifest itself through social disengagement. Preferring to Twitter or Facebook instead of human interaction is the first phase followed by outright neglect for important meetings or human contact, period! Hypertention, obviously goes hand in hand with lethargic, super-sized behavior.
Deserved of a Smack Down approaching the resolution starting line is without question, highly necessary. Already I am preparing for the pop of a gun sounding the quick sprint to health and social rejuvenation not to mention a fashion friendly appearance. I have even made an early start as if training for a race or a boxing match. As of last night I have committed myself to VEGANISM! Yes, I am now VEGAN. AS of today I am already feeling "light and fluffy! Time will tell how long this effort to purge extreme consumption from my psyche is doable through equally extreme measures. VEGANISM!! Dada da dahhhh!! Like a Godfearing commandment I will cast ribeyes from my table with not a second thought. I will laugh out loud at Twice Baked Potatoes, and scoff at the site of Apple-pie alamode. A new day is near and will be readily embraced.
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So you're going from Dig-In-ism ...
to Veganism.
I'm always afraid to make big promises about dieting, because I'm so undependable. Some days I let myself down so badly, I turn my back on myself and walk away in disgust. I always come back.
All the best with your plan!
Barb
dig-in-ism
Yes, so far so good. Already feeling much more productive! My initial goal is through January, we'll see from there what happens. OK, all good, have a great New Years Barb!
Not quite par
Excuses, they help not in the least. Wondering if my involvement with certain engagements, if avoided, would have helped maintain a more "vegan" course. Yes, it is true, the month of january has just passed and I am without claim of total success for my ambitious new years resolution. Who does this sort of thing on a regular bases anyways? No beef, no chicken,no pork, no eggs, no cheese, no milk, no butter,no nothing, no kidding!
No I didn't forget fish, shrimp, oysters or clams, that was my one mental arrangement with myself after week one. The winning argument had to do with necessary nourishment for the sake of continuing to be able to provide a living for my family. Amazed, how do vegans do it? How do you eat like a herbivore grinding an endless mash of material? Envisioning myself looking like an unimpressed cow idly looking at nothing chewing on and on and on. No doubt this way of life has to be developed over a long period of time with an unwavering commitment of something far more serious than just a flippant decision to quell an overactive oral fixation. Devout something is the metal behind a lifestyle choice requiring discipline like hardened steel.
My hat is off to those worthy of defining themselves as vegans, here's to you! I did learn a deep appreciation for this discipline which began long before I was born. This was a surprise to me thinking this phenomena most certainly was contrived out of the hippy era. Absolutely, a late hours psychedelic interlude frolicking amongst farm animals leaves an endearing impression after conversing in cow, sheep, and chicken. With beginnings in the forty's the concept was then atoned to a more sacred purpose. "Live and let live"culminated out of the sixty's was a new meaning attached to this religious dietary form of sacrifice. Oops, I just killed a bug, I feel really bad... honestly, I did, and I do.
Healthy choices are a common thought process when perusing the cupboards or late night fridge. Maintaining an awareness of the ill affects from both producing and consuming the typical ravenous protein based meals will make for more moderate choices from here on. I look at my failure as a success. I learned a valuable lesson about, what I always thought, a peculiar lifestyle, now considered commendable.
T'ain't easy, McGee ...
... changing your diet. Our minds and bodies resist change, so it takes Herculean effort of will and structure.
I say this because I have tried and fallen off the diet wagon so many times I could make a whole new and possibly younger person.
Small changes, they say, are much more manageable; something you can work up to. For me, cutting down on portions and doing without junk has been my go-to lately. I looked at the vegan option, and not sure I could take that on. So many diets, and yet the inability to make a decision. One's as good as another, probably.
Wishing you success!
Barb