The Adventures of Fatty-Brain
Wednesday, July 11, 2012
While it may sound a bit schizophrenic, I’ve decided that compartmentalizing and personifying my highly ingrained unhealthy habits makes it much easier to say no. So, I now have a fatty-brain and a healthy-brain. Fatty-brain is impulsive, short-sighted, and completely self-centered. Fatty-brain has been in charge for a long time. I envision it as a school bully and healthy-brain is just growing up now so it can fight back and take over. After all, fatty-brain is pretty chunky and lazy, and healthy brain is getting stronger with every good choice about nutrition and exercise.
My body craves healthy, fresh meat and veggies for optimal performance. Sadly, starting on the 4th of July fatty-brain decided to override that with a 5 day wheat and sugar binge, and it did not end well for my body.
Fatty-brain is in big trouble with healthy-brain right now. Fatty-brain is in a time out. Fatty-brain has been demoted and is no longer in charge of event planning. Fatty-brain must speak quietly and politely from now on and only when addressed. Healthy-brain is taking some management classes and maybe a little kickboxing.
Fatty-brain will always be with me, and in the past I’ve felt like a prisoner to its every whim. Healthy-brain was there but small and nervous and easily intimidated into being quiet, but that’s changing. Fatty -brain will undoubtedly throw a tantrum sometimes, and it may even win an argument occasionally, but that’s all it gets. One argument. Fatty-brain is nothing more than a backseat driver these days unless I let it get behind the wheel.
So it might sound a little crazy (please don’t alert the authorities, I’m totally harmless), but this thinking is giving me power over something I’ve never been able to control. I have never been good at controlling myself, but I am really good at bossing other people around (just ask my husband). Personifying my habits has given me that distance I need to be in control. Plus it feels really good to have a little chat in my head and tell fatty-brain to piss off. It’s made a huge mess of things and it’s time for the grownups to be in charge.