My Body, My Choice(s)

I know the title of this blog post might make you think about abortion (and I’ll admit part of me designed it that way). But actually its about the frequent every day choices we make for our bodies. I am trying to lose weight again (cue exaggerated fanfare) and here are some (tough) choices I made this weekend. Just a smattering. Hopefully this might inspire you to make changes of your own, in any capacity of your life. It is never too late.

1. I have given up my afternoon snack of choice: matzoh and butter. Matzoh in itself isn’t too unhealthy but I was slathering it with butter until it really became butter with matzoh. I could have modified my butter intake but I know that for myself moderation isn’t as easy as abstinence (Gretchen Rubin speaks at length about this in her book Better Than Before). 

2. On Saturday Justin and I went to the mall and tried a new restaurant called Tai Chi. I assembled a poke bowl with sushi and rice. The tricky part was eating around the vegetables (like the lettuce) because my Crohn’s has been active. As it was I had to leave Newberry Comics in a hurry to seek out the Barnes and Nobles bathroom. It was a good meal and we will return but next time I’m getting ramen. 

3. That night when I went out to eat with my friends I only got eggs. Usually I order some sausage links to keep my eggs and toast company and for some reason I’ve gotten in the habit of dousing them in syrup. I did a clean sweep of that. Eggs only. Plus matzoh ball soup that my friend didn’t want. 

4. I allowed myself to have one nonhealthy drink per day plus a Monster. And at restaurants I would drink water only. The girl sitting next to me ordered coffee and how I longed for the caffeine which I really needed. But then I realized I didn’t need caffeine at ten at night. Especially diner coffee which is both celebrated and reviled. 

5. I only had four stuffed mushrooms at the big St. Patricks Day party. I love stuffing and mushrooms so that is crack to me. I was going to dive in for a fifth but my mom put a cap on it. I could do with a few more restraints on my diet. Sometimes I still listen to my parents more than myself. This is both a good and a bad thing. 

6. I was given an average slice of cake but still I deemed it too much so I chopped it in too. It was easily some of the best cake I ever had (and I’m not just saying that because my mom made it).  It was vanilla with maple syrup frosting. Delicious. So delicious it should be a sin. 

I’m not following a particular diet obviously. I’m not even going back on WW officially although  I am using wisdom I got there. I just want to make  healthy choices, healthy options without depriving myself too much. Nothing else has worked. Maybe this will.