What if I didn't have to do anything I didn't want to do? What if I got to have only the best? What if the enjoyable times were what I focused on?
I'm not talking about EVERYTHING in life. I mean, I don't really want to pay taxes, go the speed limit, or go to work. I'm talking about the really enjoying the little things in life.
Bear with me...
My thoughts are these: for most of my life, I've been telling myself that I was fat. I've also told myself that fat people shouldn't have candy, cookies, brownies, fat, sugar, too much fruit, too much cheese, too much peanut butter, too many carbs, and anything that actually TASTES good.
What happens with me is that when I feel like indulging myself or escaping my life, I imbibe in the above foods as a way to rebel. I eat foods that are on a no-no list because I want to prove that I can. Or maybe I do it because I want to feel loved and good enough in some way.
The thing that occurred to me last night, is that sometimes I'm eating things that don't even taste good. Sometimes, I'm eating them just because I can. Because they're on a forbidden list of things in my head that I've told myself countless times I can't be trusted around. Because I want to feel like I'm worthy of eating whatever I want.
But what if I felt empowered to turn down the food rather than eating it because I'm scared that I'd never be offered it again?
I think THAT is what a lot of being more mindful around food is about.
This past Thanksgiving, I practiced mindful eating better than I had probably in my whole adult life. I ate when I was hungry and I stopped eating when I was no longer hungry.
I dropped a few pounds that week - I was on vacation, I was surrounded by foods I had no control over. And I still lost weight.
One of the key memories I have of that week, was where my younger sister and I were in my dad's kitchen. On the counter was a big box of brownies that someone in my dad's office had made him. They looked absolutely decadent. And they were bite-sized...so something that I could have and probably wouldn't have felt too guilty about indulging in.
In the "old" days, I would've eaten one:
* because it was there
* because I don't usually have brownies in my house
* because I was on vacation
* because my sister was eating one too
* because being around my family completely stresses me out
I looked at it. I *was* hungry. It honestly looked good.
I popped it in my mouth; as I was chewing, I realized that it tasted more flour-y than fudge-y. It wasn't horrible by any means. In fact, it tasted like any other supermarket brownie that you could have.
And that's when I realized that I didn't want to waste my calories or fuel on something that didn't taste great.
So I stopped chewing and I spit it out.
To me, that was a huge win.
I felt empowered when I listened to my body and spit out something that didn't taste amazing. I don't have to do anything I don't want to do - including eating food. I can stop any process.
Today I'm going to challenge myself to (gasp!) actually TASTE my food while eating it. And if I don't like it, I'll stop.
I've actually got a few more thoughts percolating around in my brain involving stopping things that are unhealthy and I'm looking forward to writing about them and getting your thoughts.
I think there is a lot of power in stopping whatever I'm doing or about to do so that I can make the healthier choice for me.
We're all worth that at least, right?