This morning I woke up with three Bottle Cap candies and several sunflower seeds on my chest. Yes! On my chest! The sunflower seeds were sans shells; God forbid that I would have had to take the time to crack them during my midnight snack fest. Sugar is not my friend and because I chose to raid my husband’s candy stash, I woke up in a tank top and no socks (I HAVE to sleep in socks) with sweaty matted hair due to my body’s intense hatred of sugar. I looked like I had run a marathon, or at the very least a 5k race. I wish I could say that this was my first offense with midnight gorging, but alas, it was not. Since vacation began a week ago, this has happened multiple times and so today, I declare that this madness has to stop. Stop the madness! I’m totally serious.
I have an addictive personality and unfortunately, I have flipped addictions several times in my 42 years on this planet. Food was my first real addiction and unfortunately, it can be my “go to” when all other addictions are dormant and under control. Since I gave up the wine fourteen days ago, the food monster has again tried to befriend me. I admit, I welcomed her in with open arms (and mouth) but I am declaring war on her today. The holiday treats are no more because this morning I soaked the remaining cookies in water and ran them through the garbage disposal. Don’t worry, there was only a total of five sugar cookies, so I wasn’t all that wasteful.
My body hurts! And yes, I have been in this predicament before, but doggone it, I really want this to be the last food coma I awaken from. I truly hope that this is the last morning that I have to do the “food walk of shame.” It’s just so embarrassing! I know that I should eat to live and not live to eat (blinged out t-shirt saying here) and so today, my journey begins. I’ve been on this road before, but never publicly, so I am hoping that the accountability will work in my favor. It may get messy, but I am hopeful that the mess will become a motivational message.
My doTerra 30-day Cleanse begins on January 5th, but I couldn’t wait to get back on track, so today it is. My body is thankful for this decision, so, no more refined carbs and I am even researching going gluten-free. Feel free to comment on that lifestyle if you have experience with it.
So there it is. Another one of my true confessions. Thanks for reading and I hope you continue to do so. I’m going to take the dogs for a walk now; they too have put on some pounds during the holidays. I will end this with one of my favorite scenes from the movie Braveheart. Remember when Mel Gibson was being disemboweled and he refused to recant his heroic decisions? I’m not any where near that hero category, but here’s to my own “Freedom!” and yours as well, should you decide to join me. Happy Sunday, friends.