“It does not matter how slowly you go so long as you do not stop.” -Confucius
by Betina Evancha
It’s the third week of my 30-day challenge to log all of my food, and things are starting to get hard. If you remember, I’m not trying to lose weight, just be a little more accountable to myself about the things I eat. This means that I don’t get the positive feedback associated with weight loss, and just hear the truth about what I’ve logged.
So sometimes logging feels like reporting to my mom. What my mom says:
"You really shouldn’t be drinking whole milk, you know." I do know. Sometimes it’s the only thing left at the office, and I really love my granola. Hearing this over and over has made me reach the extra few inches for the skim when it’s available though.
"Fried food is bad for you." But Mom, it was falafel! And there was lettuce involved.
"There’s a reason I don’t keep sweets in the house." But what if your office is throwing a SpaceTeam tournament and there’s candy all over the place? I haven’t had Twizzlers in over a year, so I can probably have one or two (or five) now. Plus, it’s exhausting to be on the championship team.
"You really should go for a walk after all that mac and cheese." I was going to grab a beer until I saw that calorie count. Yikes! Guess I’m lacing up my shoes.
"Start your day with a good breakfast." Turns out that this is gospel. I’m much less likely to reach for the Twizzlers on days that I’ve had some healthy cereal early on.
It’s been eye-opening to log everything I eat, and sometimes outright demoralizing. I love sweets and carbs, and writing down how much of them I eat makes me wonder why my body hasn’t evicted me yet. On the other hand, my goal was not to eat perfectly, or even to improve my food habits over the course of a month. I want only to see the truth of what I’m eating.
Of course, it’s the truth that’s the problem. That’s why I’ve started this week’s update with the quote from Confucius — it feels like it was made for someone on the third week of a 30-day challenge! The key now is not to try to accelerate or change my intentions, but instead to plod along at whatever pace I can sustain. Here's to slow and steady!
Til next week,
Betina







