I’ve written about this before, but my dietician/psychologist suggested it was something I needed to think more about: Tomorrow. Or more specifically, the fact that I’m always gonna restart my diet (aka healthy eating regime) ‘tomorrow’. Or Monday, if ‘tomorrow’ isn’t Monday. Or after the holidays, if I’m on holidays. You know what I mean… quite frankly, anytime but now.
I googled the lyrics of the song ‘Tomorrow’ from Annie to see if it was ‘only’ a day away; or ‘always’ a day away… and bizarrely got both! And, in all honesty, either will do. The fact that tomorrow is ‘always’ a day away, means I can still enjoy what I want, UNTIL then; and the fact that it’s ‘only’ a day away, means that salvation (in the form of sudden motivation and ‘good’ eating behaviour and therefore weight loss) will be imminent. It’s a win-win situation.
Although not quite. I had my third appointment with my therapist on Saturday. We chatted about life in general for a bit before I confessed to my recent wayward behaviour. I waited even longer before presenting my food logs – which I did diligently keep for the 14 days between appointments. My scribbled pages appeared to cement her plans for me over the coming weeks as she circled and scribbled notes on them. And again, I have homework. AND more instructions – but more on those another day.
I shrank further and further into my chair as the instructions were issued.
“But, I can start Monday?” I said in a pleadingly hopeful voice. “No,” was the response.
“But, not today… I can go and get some rice cakes and Easter Eggs today and then start tomorrow?” I said. “No,” was the response.
“Faaaaarck!” was my next thought!
I’m all for delaying the inevitable; putting off things I really don’t want to do. And frankly, I’m even more in favour of the ‘last hurrahs’…. ie. a binge-fest which precedes the period of deprivation. It’s one reason that specialists often don’t recommend an ‘all or nothing’ approach and why many do not promote diets or restricted eating plans. Mine hasn’t… but she has, in a manner of speaking.
We identified my danger food (as did I in this post… and you’ll be surprised to know I’ve moved from corn chips and caramello koalas to cheese flavoured rice cakes and Easter Eggs) and they have been forbidden. If I could just have one or two it’d be okay. But I can’t. And one packet leads to another packet the next day, leading to two packets the following weekend and so forth. So… they are banned. From NOW. Not tomorrow.
Are you a ‘I’ll start tomorrow’ kind of person?