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DAY 9: Get Moving - Make an Exercise PlanMonday, January 18, 2010
I will walk 3 miles three times a week. (My husband and I have a set route at a mall near our house, so even on bitterly cold or snowy days we can walk 3 miles. It takes us an hour...perhaps a later goal will address that!) ![]()
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BETTA13
1/18/2010 11:08PM
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Excellent plan...have you checked out the workouts on SP? They have some great ideas for home. Report Inappropriate Comment |


GETN2GOAL
1/18/2010 10:29PM
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Good Plan. Report Inappropriate Comment |


I was feeling pretty blue when I stopped to get gas. I had been indulging in a major pity party. To comfort myself I broke two of my policies: I bought chips, which is not a "worth it" item and not one of the treats I allow myself. And I also got a large coffee and put four flavored creams in it. One of my own "rules" I've been generally successful with is to always buy the smallest size available, and to stick with one cream in coffee.
It seems silly to me now to have made such an irrational set of choices, but at the time it seemed like the obvious way to make myself feel better. You might guess the result of this comical/sad foray: this set of crunchy/creamy carbs did not do the trick. The chips didn't taste nearly as good as I remembered (unlike the Oreo cookies I sneaked recently, when during the first bite I said out loud, "Oh, wow, these are amazing. No wonder they're 53 calories apiece.") The first swallow of fatty/sweet coffee tasted delicious, but I hardly noticed the rest of it.
I guess disappointment began to restore some logical mental process, for as I drove along I began to ask myself the following question: If even "cheating" did not help my melancholy mood, what should I try? I guess someone was praying for me, because what came to mind was the idea that it wasn't reasonable to feel so weepy, because of all the people who really care about me. That seemed like a valid concept, so I started naming them. I have been blessed with a loyal, affectionate family. I have a couple close friends who love me unconditionally. I have a supportive group of friends in my church who genuinely care about me.
I'm not saying this line of meditation will keep me from stupid eating next time. But I did have an additional thought, one that hit me like a brick, one that I hope will at least give me pause. FOOD DOES NOT CARE. It has no substance, no reality of uplift to offer me. FOOD DOES NOT CARE. In contrast, God has provided all these people: people who should be a source of my feeling really good, having a treasure so rich and valuable in my life. But what I turned my thoughts to when I was down was junk food. FOOD DOES NOT CARE.
It looks a little funny on a response card. But I think it's going to be one of my most important ones.


MAZZYR
1/18/2010 6:20PM
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Lol, it sounds like eating unplanned food isn't as much fun as it used to be. That's a good thing! Thinking of all my blessings always cheers me. Have a nice day. Mazzy Comment edited on: 1/18/2010 6:21:49 PM Report Inappropriate Comment |


LEGOLAS6
1/18/2010 12:36PM
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What an amazing and thought provoking insight. Food does not care. So many people turn to food as if it is a good friend, but it does not care. Thank you so much for such a simple but very valuable idea. God Bless.
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HISLIONESS28
1/18/2010 11:38AM
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My husband and I are doing this together.... (finally). Last night he commented that once he lost his weight he was going to go get the biggest, largest, ... (I don't even remember what it was ~ some type of junk food).... and I stopped him right then and said, "Why would you do that to yourself" You would probably hate the test of it by then anyhow... He agreed. We are training our taste buds to enjoy new flavors. And hopefully those flavors sustain our ummm, need for food longer than any amount of junk food ever has. Therefore, when we choose to (rationalize) pounce into a bag of chips... one of the reasons they don't taste the way we want them too is because we aren't even hungry..... I am working so hard to change my lifestyle... I refuse to 'reward myself' with any sort of food. Cheating on me defeats my purpose, right? Keep your eyes on the prize ~ a new you. Preachin' to the choir ~ Andee Report Inappropriate Comment |


KCOLEMA
1/18/2010 11:27AM
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I LOVE that! Food does not care! :) I need to write that one down too!
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BETTA13
1/18/2010 9:25AM
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Excellent enlightenment! And we feel so yucky afterwards...even the day after sometimes, depending on how far we go with the binge. YOU GO GIRL! Report Inappropriate Comment |


MACKEYW
1/17/2010 9:18PM
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I understand. After Haloween someone brouht a whole shopping bag of potatoe chips into teh staff room. I could not resist I had to have a bag. They were YUCK with a capital YUCK. They did not taste like I anted them too. EVR SINCE THOGH i HAVE NOT WANTED TO EAT CHIPS. tHE COOKIE HOWEVER, i DO ALLOW MY SELF THAT. hOWEVER NOW i EAT ONE AND NOT THE WHOLE BAG. aND THEN IT IS A TREAT AND NOT A CHEAT
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