Today’s the day. I’ve finally been defeated by technology.
I. Don’t. Get. Twitter.
For the completely unfamiliar, Twitter is like Facebook with nothing but Status Updates. (And if you don’t know Facebook, I just can’t help you.)
I signed up for Twitter for the same reasons I signed up for a Hotmail account back in ’97. Everyone else was doing it.
Listening to old interviews this morning and heard one that made me chuckle.
Had been talking to the person for an hour. And quite abruptly, he said, “Can I ask you a question?”
First of all, I know from experience that if someone asks you if they can ask you a question, your answer should be NO.
So I was leery. But of course I said, “yes….”
This burger, (a real menu item at Mel's Country Cafe in Tomball, Texas) consists of five pounds of beef, one pound of bacon and a quarter pound of cheese. This would not be on the menu for Eating Better Forever.
If you’ll recall, I’ve been looking to drop a bit of poundage. Nothing radical. I’m just trying to skim about ten to fifteen pounds off my frame.
Thing is, I want it off permanently.
I’ve been losing (and gaining back) the same 15 pounds since I was a senior in college.
At 35, I want to set a goal weight and then actually maintain it. I want to Eat Better Forever.
I know that as I get older, a pound or two might stick around from year to year. Considering that, I’d like to march into middle age at a comfortable weight, leaving a little wiggle room for the inevitable.
It’s been a week or so. I haven’t had ice cream in bed while watching Will and Grace. I haven’t had ice cream at all.
I’ve made it my business to make my lunch in the morning: a turkey sandwich and plenty of snacks to get through the day. And I’m trying to do better about drinking plenty of water.
Sidebar: I hate the taste of water. I always have. We have a Poland Spring dispenser in the kitchen. So I have no excuse for not drinking plenty of water. A few days ago, I bought a box of these joints…
I threw a few packets in my desk at the office, put some in my glove compartment and put the rest in my kitchen. Instantly, I doubled my water intake. The lemonade satisfies my sweet tooth with like, five calories. Yum!
Except not.
Two days after I started my Crystal Light project, (keeping in mind that I only had one packet a day), I had a horrible, dull headache that would not go away. I’d take three Tylenol. And it would lessen but not disappear. A few hours later, the headache was back with a vengeance.
I Googled “crystal light” and “headache” and got 20,000 hits. The aspartame in the drink seems to cause massive headaches for many people. I shudder to think what this poison is doing to me if it affects me this way.
I’m now squeezing lemon and a drop of agave nectar in my water bottle. Damn that Crystal Light mess. Stay away!
Here’s what I do recommend if you’ve got a taste for junk food but don’t want to junk up your body…
That's right you heard me! I said tell the truth and shame the devil!
In Shakespeare’s Henry IV: Part I, a character named Hotspur says the following:
And I can teach thee, coz, to shame the devil
By telling truth: tell truth and shame the devil.
If thou have power to raise him, bring him hither,
And I’ll be sworn I have power to shame him hence.
O, while you live, tell truth and shame the devil!
Five hundred years later, the words still ring true. Sometimes, you just gotta tell the truth so you can shame the devil… Melissa Forde, I’m starting with you…
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