Food Rehab

I have a new idea.  I am going to commit an act of wanton gluttony and get myself sent to rehab.  Food rehab.  I will spend several months there, getting whipped into shape by a personal trainer and fed by a personal chef.  I will not be apologetic.  When people ask where I've been, I'll wave a careless hand and loftily announce that, "I was in rehab."  It seems to be so fashionable these days.  I want to jump on the trend.

Doesn't that sound great?  I would love to have someone take over the responsibility of feeding, watering and exercising me.  Of course, I'm one of those people who thinks that coming back as a dog in my next life would be a great thing.  Well, only if my human is the pampering kind.  The deal is off if my human intends to leave me staked out in the yard.  Yikes, I really do digress. Get back on track!

Being responsible for my own actions is of utmost importance to me.  I have learned to be accountable for my actions.  I do this personally and professionally.  So.... I have to tell you that today was a nutritional nightmare.  I was weak today.  For the first time in ages I ate a package of processed snack foods.  Then, I ate a snack bar.  I felt like I was eating candy.  Okay, it wasn't all that bad.  The snacks were 100 calorie brownie bites and the snack bar was a Fiber One bar.  I was sitting in a class for work all day.  I needed both of those snacks. (Can you hear the whine?)  There, I confessed.  I'm not perfect.  I strive for perfection, but I find it to be an elusive goal.  Truthfully, I'm rather proud of myself for not partaking of the homemade cookies and brownies; the packages of Fritos, chips and Doritos; and the assorted chocolates and candies. 

I have more class time this week.  I promise to pack a salad and fruit tomorrow.  FRUIT!  I started to eat fruit again.  I continue to be afraid that the fruit will stop my weight loss progress.  It's all sugary and delicious.  Fruit is nature's candy.  

I am amazed by how much my view of food has changed in the past few months.  I'm really doing quite well with my daily food intake, today excluded.  I think I'm getting more comfortable with food.  I do know that I don't feel as threatened by food.  Except for the fruit.  Fruit is going to be scary for a bit longer.  Figuring out good nutrition and exercise regimens is gradually starting to become slightly enjoyable.  (Can you hear the enthusiasm?) 

I still think it would be easier to deal with food decisions if I could go to Food Rehab...