Eating myself to life!
Weigh at start: 263.8
current weight: 249.7
Dealing with temptation
Yesterday was a tough day. It's March break here in Canada and all the kids are doing things with their parents, or so they should be. I'm doing things with my kids, but what we are doing is taking a path that is a real temptation for me as I determine to change my health.
We decided to spend a couple of days in Toronto. Booked a nice hotel room and did some touristy things. Along the patter were two of this cities biggest pot holes for people like me. We first went to the Eaton's Ctr where "The Eatery" offers the worlds best in culinary delights! So fresh and so yummy. All the salt and sugar any hungry man could ever want. Whats wrong with this picture? Nothing if you are my family out for a good time, and a good time they had. But I had to endure the wafts of cooking frying baking food all around me. It was torture. Yes, pretty rough.
I countered this with premixed bottles of juice that my wife, Tess and I prepared before taking this trip. stored nicely in a cooler packed with ice, these fresh juices we made were full of flavour and powerfully satisfying taste pleasure. I was able to fill myself to the brim and feel full for hours non stop. That was key for me because my biggest weakness is not wanting taste but rather a full stomach. That is what I deal with most and satisfying that as well as accomplishing great taste, made the temptations subside.
In the end, after two days of "doing battle" I successfully mdd it home again and did not break even once. Not only did I not break but I knew all along that I would not. That is remarkable. For me. The full flavour of the carefully selected juice was powerful enough to satisfy.
Another remarkable thing is the ill effects that food court food had on my family. Tired, sleepy, no energy, wanting to crash. That speaks volumes.
Still, here on day 18 of my Change, I have no craving for coffee or tea any more. That stopped four days in and my spirits are higher than I have felt since childhood.
I ask you: Are you sick? Fed up of being a fatso? Are you tired of being tired? How about this, Are you ready for change? Stay with me. Follow my path. No diets. No fees, no multi level marketing scheme to take your money…just a convergence of desperation and determination. Are you there? Follow me as I go down that road. Stay tuned for follow up blogs right here.
I'd love to know your story. how you are feeling. Your thoughts about you and your eating habits. It will help you and me to talk about it. Leave a comment on this blog. Let's chat.
Now I'm going for my daily walk. :-)
Dying, one bite at a time.
What can two weeks of juicing do for you? Let me tell you. I have never felt so energetic. You'd be wrong to think I'm having a dark java each morning, that was my old routine. Since I decided to change the course of my body and what I consume I have been more energized than ever before. I grant you that the first three days of cold turkey no caffeine was pretty rough. Headaches, listlessness, pretty sloppy feeling. Then those feelings began to leave me with every trip to the washroom! The fruits and greens I was now doing as a pure cleanse absolutely flushed every trace of caffeine from my system.
Last Sunday I was on a three hour drive to deliver paintings. I stopped in one of those highway stops, you know the ones with the massive coffee place that rhymes with Jimmies. At first I wondered how I would do, you know, thinking I could just run in and do my washroom stop and leave. But what about the smell? The aroma rather. Coffee!!! Actually, nothing happened. in fact when I was done with the boys room and walking past the coffee place all I could smell was the scent of donuts fried in cooking oil. It made me feel sick. It had been over two weeks since I last smelled it and it used to be the magnet that made me indulge day after day, like everyone else, currently standing in that line up, waiting for their fix.
No. Nothing happened. In stead I just felt liberated and walked right on by. Right on past the other old weakness in my gastronomic past: the place with the little girl dressed in a red bonnet and dress who makes burgers. You know the place. I swear, my honest to goodness feeling was really sad. I looked at that long line up and felt like everyone of those people are who I was and they are killing themselves, one bite at a time. Look at all those bot bellies, those spare tires! Just like mine.
Speaking of that spare tire/potbelly thing, I still have one but in this two weeks mine has lost 20% of it's mass. And speaking of Mass, my BMI (Body Mass Index) has been steadily improving as well.
I have said from the outset that I'm not in this to loose weight. I am in this because I am sick of being tired and one bite away from death every single day. Never knowing which day would take me away from my wife and kids. That, my friends is motivation. I can't live like that anymore. I am more resolved now than ever to reach and maintain a healthy consumption.
Oh, by the way, I began walking yesterday. More on that in a later post.
Are you killing yourself one bite at a time? Have you given up? Stay with me friends. I'm the kind of guy who likes to tackle my problems head on and with passion. Stay with this blog, I pray it will help you to be encouraged to do the same. There is hope! You DON'T have to join a program or some get your money Multi Level Marketing scheme. Nope. You just have to use common sense. If you think you need some help there let me help you. Here's what you do:
get in front of the ones you love. Stare them in the eyes. Ask yourself if you are ready to take the most precious thing away from them without notice at any time of day or night? If your answer is heck no? Then you are already on the right track to making your change.
Stay with me here. Let my experience be yours. Make that change.
Talk to me about it with a reply here and lets chat.
The Artists Journey
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This sketch above became this finished painting below
The Pine Tree Painter.
How did I become known as the Pine Tree Painter? You could say I paint a lot of Pine Trees, that would be true. I paint a lot of other things too, but Pine Trees, Spruce Trees, Birch and others seem to be a continuous string in what i do. I just like the way they stand there like a custodian of the land. or a greeter to nature. So, I continue down the path with the Pine Tree Painter name on my head, It's ok.