In addition I’ve supplemented my efforts with a “that-looks-like-it-would-taste-great,-I'm-eating-it,-I-don’t-care”-strategy.
I have to tell you, I’ve barely been productive but, for real, the lack of inspiration is sure kill me before I have time to make a difference anyway.
In fact I offer that if you want to know what it feels like to be a zombie, install this idea into your working-philosophy-hard-drive and you’ll be sure to understand what it means to look alive while feeling dead inside.
Personally, I feel like I’m not in control of me. Everyone wants to feel empowered. But when I refuse to take charge I get my current state.
For me making a good plan would be huge progress.
So far my plan has been simple and understated yet highly ineffective. Basically, for the past week I’ve made these several “small purchases” that left my bank account tapped out (down to +0.13 cents) one day before payday.
Oh yeah, I’ve also eaten exactly what I’ve wanted when I’ve wanted whenever the urge comes over me. Let me give you a good example of this. The other night I must have eaten at least five Dannon yogurts. I mean they tasted so good. For that moment of blissful indulgence, I must have never felt so satisfied because I just kept eating and eating. Wow.. Dannon knows what they’re doing when it comes to yogurt. Their variety of flavors (strawberry, blueberry, peach, boysenberry, vanilla, etc) tasted so yummy for my tummy. But the flatulence that prevailed afterward told a tale quite different. The story my colon had in store came to life instantly and it seemed to never end. Seriously, he was alive. So I named him Bob.
Bob was so putrid and so embarrassing. As I worked on the job, as I rode the bus to and from work, Bob kept popping out to surprising me and my company. I promise you, after five seconds of sharing this gift with friends, family, peers, co-workers, etc..., my passion for cultured dairy was a secret no more.
I never want those I love to ever share in a smell so putrid again. Heck I don’t want to smell it.
Funny story: after eating those yogurts, I must have passed gas all night long because the next evening I entered my room after work and was greeted by this terrible smell.
Seriously, Bob had lingered around all day, waiting for me to arrive. As soon as I opened my door, like a family dog left to be lonely all day, he jumped up and eagerly greeted my nostrils in his special way.
I’m not mad at Bob. Bob’s a byproduct of me. But I am mad at myself.
There’s no room in my life for Bob. He’s a sign of bad nutrition because no odor should be left eagerly waiting for you to get home.
So Enough of this! Going forward Bob and his like prevail no more.
I’m creating a chart of my progress which I will post. I’m going to measure action I take involving my fitness, nutrition and life goal against how I feel when I keep and don’t keep my commitments.
My hunch from past experiences is that when I do the things set as “must-do’s” I feel more in line with my greater purpose and thus more fulfilled. Health and nutrition are so important and tie in to all this because truly committing to good health is a quintessential act of self-love and sets the tone for everything else I’m doing.
That’s why chances are when “Bob” decides on paying me and my friends a surprise visit, I’m probably feeling miserable all-around. At that point I need more than a colon cleansing. I also need a purge of all the lies I’ve allowed to enter my otherwise positive mindset.
So I’m looking for a plan to keep me focused for when the ADD sets in and I can’t seem to stop thinking about is how good ice cream tastes, especially Ben & Jerry’s or Hagan Das. Speaking of which I could sure go for a pint of Caramel Cone right now. I mean the whole pint. But I digress.
My strategy for tapering my impulsive/compulsive obsession for creamy goodness is must that is sure to become a greater strategy for how I live my life. Let's give a catchy euphemism. I'll call it the Ice Cream Dream philosophy.
Weekly Grade: D+ (I’m getting my physical fitness organized which is a plus. But I gained weight because I’m eating with no real plan and not very much water either. Still passing barely because I have at least not given up on myself. I know I’m better and worth so much more. It's time to step up. Earning a D+ at life is so far from fulfilling. But the cool thing about a Life Grade is that I can be a A student right now. It’s all about making a daily decision to set my mind on the right, positive path and then go with the flow, allowing my actions to align with mindset I’ve made for myself. The trick is to take leadership because it doesn't matter if I’m actively involved in my mentality or not, I’m being programmed to think and a certain way. It’s my mind, so why not take direct involvement the stories I allow it to entertain? Right?)
