Getting to goal weight means requires that I learn to control the beast (the emotional eater). Maybe I haven't wanted to, which is the first hurdle I have to overcome. The second one is learning how to.
Since the term "beast" was used, I have decided to use it to my benefit. I have a medium-sized lightweight sculpture of a midieveil dragon of my husband's that I have decided to put on my desk, which is also where the tv sits. It's going to help me counter the potato chip elves and the bad friggies, which I'm going to call my tempations. It's going to fight them for me, I've decided.
I learned when drawing en plein aire (outside) that I have two entities, an angel and a demon, sitting on both shoulders. One aims to have fun and be joyous, the other aims to cut me down. I could choose to listen to either, but I chose to hush the demon and listen to the angel. It was a palpable struggle, but the desire to be outside and happy and to let my inner joy out was stronger than the demon telling me I was no good at what I was doing. I shut it up. My dragon is going to be my friend in this fight I call the active friggies.
- 4/12/2014 6:09:00 AM