My high school cross country coach used to wear a shirt with this symbol when we had to do hill workouts.
I loved that shirt.
See, I am not a fan of whining. It’s annoying. It accomplishes nothing. It makes me irritated.
Venting, I get. But whining, no.
Perhaps this is why I keep so many things inside rather than talking about them? Well, that’s a post for another day.
So where am I going with this anyway? Well, this afternoon, I came home and wrote a big long post about how upset I am about how I’ve been eating lately. Keep in mind that as I wrote, I had 2 AB cookies.
Yeah . . .
The fact of the matter is, I haven’t been following my Lenten resolution to be more mindful about eating. I could get into it, but I won’t. Because as I was writing, I realized I was whining. And that simply will not do.
Every day, I resolve that I am going to do a better job. And then, I decide I feel like baking and eat half a dozen cookies. Or cookie dough just sounds really good. Or a co-worker brings in some kind of treat. And it is 100% ok with me to have these treats, but I need to STOP eating them when I’m not hungry!
So there I was, waxing poetic about why it’s so hard, making excuses about why I’m not making better choices. It just wasn’t working. I got frustrated.
Now, writing is one of the things I do when something is bugging me. It usually makes me feel better. But today, it just didn’t cut it.
I tried strategy number 2: running.
Running clears my head like no other. If something is grinding on my brain, I will run until I can work it out. Given that I have my race on Saturday, 6 miles today might’ve been a little far to go, but I needed it. After my run, I thought I had it almost worked out. But not quite.
Enter strategy number 3: cleaning.
There is something about scrubbing something to make it seem new again that I find incredibly satisfying. Like running, it helps to clear my head. As I cleaned, I realized 2 things:
- I have been beating myself up about this for 3 weeks, but I haven’t changed a damn thing I’m doing.
- My floors were incredibly dirty. Ew.
I have no one to blame but myself. It has nothing to do with gaining weight or being thin, it has to do with treating my body right. Fitness-wise, I’m batting 1,000. (That’s good, right? I know nothing about baseball.) But eating-wise, I’m being completely half-assed in my effort.
So now I have a plan.
BTW do you remember this scene from 10 Things I Hate About You? Where she has to show the coach “the plan” so she can get Patrick out of detention? Classic!
Anyway, do you wanna hear my plan? Hope so!
- Do not eat unless I feel biologically hungry. Every.single.time. until I get myself in check.
- Eat slowly. Enjoy my food. Taste each bite.
- Eat one cookie. Then stop. <—Cookies are a gateway drug for me. I may have to wait a few days before I try this.
- Go to church.
I think that last one is a key. Part of the reason I wanted to start eating more mindfully was because of Lent. But because my running group meets on Sunday mornings and the other masses I can attend aren’t necessarily convenient, I haven’t been going. I miss it. I want to go. No excuses.
Now, I’m off to enjoy a repeat of Monday night’s dinner! I toldya it was a good one!
Have a superfantastic night, my friends!
Do you ever catch yourself whining? How do you avoid it?