I’ve been noticing how much more relaxed I feel when there’s
no major food event looming before me. That’s actually kind of funny. For most
of my life, food was relaxation. I
liked nothing better than to kick back with a big bowl of something gooey, all the
upsets, the frustrations, the irritations of the day melting away along with
the ice cream in my mouth. After all, who needs Valium when you’ve got Ben
& Jerry’s Cherry Garcia? You know. Chill, baby, chill. So to find myself
dreading any situation that involves my former favorite foods, well, that’s a
little weird.
How did food get so cozy with my notions of calm anyway? Even
though it’s different now – food has become the antithesis of calm – it’s just
two sides of the same coin. What I really want is to find a way of life that doesn’t
focus so much on food, whether as salvation or damnation. Trading an obsession with
eating for an obsession with not
eating doesn’t seem like a particularly good trade.
But what other options do I have? For the time being, I need
to be hyper-vigilant about my diet. I’m all too aware of the statistics about
weight regain – heck, I’ve lived it – and I don’t want to undo all of my hard
work because I feel a tad stressed out about eating sometimes. I keep telling
myself that eventually it will get easier. I thought perhaps that would happen
when I hit the one-year anniversary of reaching my goal weight. But it didn’t.
Then I thought it might happen at the two-year mark. Nope. I’m approaching the
five-year mark, but still I fret. What if I never get comfortable around food?
Can I live a life of continual unease and still maintain this lower weight? I
honestly don’t know the answer to that question.
But for now I will enjoy this little autumn oasis between
seasons of gastronomic indulgence. Just don’t offer me any cider donuts please.
Autumn is my favorite season, too. I love everything about it. I never thought about it as a reprieve from food, but it is one.
ReplyDeleteTrading one obsession for another...That's me! If I'm busy and occupied I can go without food. I'll take my frustrations out by using my obsession of the moment and not with food. Running. Cleaning. Shopping.
I have an addictive personality. I'm thankful I haven't ever became fond of alcohol or worse....
Running is a good obsession. I went for a run today and it felt good.
DeleteTake heart, Sandy. Having one obsession, if that's the right word, replace another happens a lot, and done right it's considered by many to be an effective means of staying recovered. It's one thing to stop being obsessed with something, and another to live without it, since something that had previously been a big part of one's life now isn't there anymore. Effective recovery from anything requires that that void be addressed, and it sounds like you're doing just that. So obsess away, guilt free!
ReplyDeleteVoid is a good way to describe how I feel a lot of the time. Something is missing. I can't quite place my finger on it. Is it the ice cream? Well, yes. And no.
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