Friday, June 09, 2006
The term was one that used to fly over my head without anymore than a sniff in it's direction. It doesn't apply to me. I exercise and don't have to worry. Something made up by the diet food industry to make more money. All these thoughts mixed with thoughts such as, Boy the dryer really did a number on these jeans. No matter what I do, how much I exercise, I just don't lose any weight. This must be what my body is to do genetically. And the classic, this scale must be broke.
In talking with a good friend of mine earlier this month (she knows that I am Sparking my way through this journey) we discussed how after changing our eating habits we've found that we are no longer hungry every 2 hours. The healthier foods kept us full longer and we have found that we no longer crave fast food. Everyday, mundane, ordering has become somewhat of a challenge because looking at the menu no longer has us giddy with hunger and want. This was bigger than a neon sign in Vegas. I am no longer dependant on "Empty Calories." It's one of the most liberating admissions that I have ever made. And I will forever be grateful for the fateful day in February that I decided to not let that term fly over my head any longer.