Less is more

This morning I read something from a book that has nothing to do with dieting or eating healthy or even exercise. But it has everything to do with the journey that I am on.
One of the reasons it's so hard for us to deny ourselves is because the whole idea seems to go against our greatest desire in life. Most everyone would say what they want more than anything else is to be happy. We're convinced that the path to happiness means saying yes to ourselves. Indulgence is the path to happiness, so to deny ourselves seems to go in the opposite direction of what will make us happy (Idleman, 2011, p. 150).
We're convinced that the path to happiness means saying yes to ourselves. I say yes to myself for everything. Yesterday my wife was sitting at the dining room table with a cheese plate before here. Fancy, imported cheese. The kind I liked to eat before my intervention began. And without thinking I reached for a piece and consumed it in a way that reminded me of my old self. Glut. Lust. I am still not cured.

Somehow I must convince myself that the path to happiness means saying no to myself sometimes. For right now that sometimes means all the time. These are the terms of my intervention.

I remember the first day and how easy it was for me. I was surprised at how content I was by eating so little. I need to remind myself of this daily. I have a goal. I'm on a journey to change everything about myself.

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