Three times this week I have said to people in my circle of influence: How do you eat an elephant? Answer: One bite at a time!
It’s a corny joke I learned when I was still young enough to hide in the cornfields around our country farmhouse, but it’s true.
Big projects call for baby steps.
No Junk July is working for me this week, and I attribute that to the fact that I have quit obsessing over the entire month and taken action to break it into bite-sized pieces, focusing on one day for my food planning and eating and when that is finished, moving on. Admittedly, last weekend I hit a few snags and fell into a pit or two, but since then I have been doing well with my food. I am being mindful of my sugar intake–practically nil–and drinking tons and tons of water. This morning, I decided to forego Splenda in my morning Joe. Woohoo, that’s progress people. I love my coffee light and sweet, but I know that stuff is no good for struggling cells and organs–both of which need all the help I can give them.
I have been having trouble sleeping. It’s allergy season in the great northeast (it’s always allergy season in the GNE), so I’m not the only one suffering with stuffed noses, clogged ear ways, or pounding heads, but man, it makes it tough to get a good night’s sleep. I have been dragging my exhausted self to work each morning, wishing and praying I could have just one more hour of sleep before I had to get up and throw back the covers.
Did I say one hour? How about 30 minutes…or ten minutes? Maybe five minutes…
I have been reporting my food to a friend this week, hoping that would help me stay focused and accountable. It has. She reciprocates, which makes it easier to report next time I eat. Peer pressure can be a good thing. Plus, I get to be exposed to the food another person chooses to eat and in what amounts. She is on a paleo diet, so sometimes I worry that the carbs in my plan are going to throw her off track, be a trigger for her, but she’s says its fine. She is just beginning to emerge from the pain and inflammation carbs have been causing her for years, so she is good with foregoing them. She feels better every day too.
It’s amazing how food and changes in our diet can aid not only digestion, but the whole of our bodies. Why wasn’t I told this sooner?
I came across this article, that talks about the American Medical Association’s new designation of obesity as a disease, on the Huffington website. Finally, someone who understands that medical doctors are not the best equipped individuals to deal with obesity [my strong opinion]. It might seem like they are, but my experience has proven that they don’t know how to instruct their patients regarding diet, at least not all of them. They just pull up the government’s food pyramid, or the new food plate diagram during an appointment and say, “Do that.”
Uh, no, that doesn’t work. It might work for some people. It doesn’t work for all people. We are individuals, with individual needs.
Finally, someone who is someone is saying that doctors are not going to be able to help in this area UNLESS things really change in their practices and understanding of disordered eating. I learned much more about my condition and how to help it from reputable bloggers than my MD. He doesn’t mean to be without the help I need, he just is–so I had to find it somewhere else.
I’m still undecided about whether disordered eating is diseased eating, but I agree with this guy about the fact that either way, doctors may not be the best people to guide patients they see in their practices to better health through eating right.
I want to finish up this week with a few questions for you. Feel free to share your thoughts.
1. How much fruit do you include in your daily food plan?
2. How much fat can I cut from my diet without experiencing problems?
3. What’s the best exercise to do at home, that doesn’t involve walking, running, or jumping?