Tuesday, November 20, 2012

A Proclamation: I Will Stop Proclaiming

Remember that time I was upset because I felt fat?

Oh, wait, that's been every day for the last six years, during which time I went from this:
Slim, cute

to this:


(Here's the post on how I break mirrors.)

Also in that post, I talked about how Rayna of Bright Copper Kettles wrote about "eating cleanly." My comment (which was an insane and embarrassing ramble, I'm sorry to say) prompted her to write a follow-up, which you can read here: Bright Copper Kettles: on eating and cooking healthfully and how it's not always easy (UPDATED).

The point she made that most resonated with me was regarding "resistant" family members who scoff at your "healthy" meals:
You will need to commit to gradual change, to not saying much of anything if at all, to letting the dishes speak for themselves.
Try to not announce it. No matter your enthusiasm, no matter your dogma, it will not serve anyone in your household if you proclaim (a good rule in all seasons and situations), and I have a tendency to do just that (what, you can't see it?!?!). Men and children have a way of bracing themselves when we say we're messing with their routines, at least the ones I have at home are very vocal with their annoyances. So don't say; just do.
Excellent advice, if I could learn to follow it. I do, in fact, have a habit of making sweeping proclamations to Rayne about eating, food and health in general. For example:

"That's it, we're eating healthy from now on."

"That's it, we're going to the gym every day." (That was before Henry.)

"That's it, no more sugar."

"That's it, no more cheese."

"That's it, that's it."

Please proceed directly to your next argument followed by a pint of Ben & Jerry's.

It doesn't work. Obviously.

I realize that I am showing my hand by writing this on my public blog of which my dear, sweet hubby reads every post. (Lest I badger him.)

But let the record show that I proclaim I will stop proclaiming about changing my eating habits. I will just try to change them.

I also agreed with her advice to make an effort to cut up carrots to stave off the "need to chew" later on in the day. And to give in to cravings once in awhile else you'll go crazy and probably consume more calories trying not to eat what you actually want than you would have if you had actually eaten the block of cheese gallon of ice cream pint of frozen yogurt.

All the rest about giving yourself a break and so on... well, she's right, of course. But let's be realistic for a moment: past behavior would indicate a slim-to-none chance of that actually happening.

Photo credit: ulterior epicure

I had to ditch my terrible commenting system, but I didn't want to lose the comments, so here they are: