Tuesday, July 20, 2010
I'll admit it. When I'm in a lot of pain, I seek comfort food. Not unusual, I know, but a habit I have been working hard in the last 18 months to improve upon.
As you know, my back has been slowly deteriorating to the point where it impedes a lot of what I want to do. This is especially annoying in the summer when there's so much to do.
I've been doing what I can to get in exercise and looking for things that I can still do. I've also been in pain.
I bought a big bag of cherries the other day. They're sort of pricey and not something I usually splurge on. I decided this would become my comfort food for when I hurt and was feeling bad that I couldn't do something I wanted.
My plan seemed to be working, so I bought some corn on the cob and let myself have that for lunch (after ensuring it wouldn't blow my meal plan for the day.)
So, last night my subconscious got even with me. I dreamt about making an ice cream sundae and keeping it by my bed. I actually woke up and slipped into the kitchen to make sure there was no ice cream in the freezer. When I fell back asleep, the same dream came back, this time with chocolate drizzled on the ice cream.
I guess it takes longer to re-train the brain than it does your actions.