I was naughty yesterday. Very naughty.
I skipped my lunch to go to a yarn sale at my LYS. OK, so that’s not very naughty. What is naughty is that when I stopped on my way back to the office to grab a sandwich from Subway, I also grabbed myself a bag of the evil Cheetos.
I only ate a few of them before I made myself throw the bag away.
Then I got home and ate half of a Ghiardelli candy bar. And started in on the bag of Cheetos that had magically appeared in my room. (I know I didn’t buy them. Nope, not me…)
It’s like the part of my brain that stops me doing stupid things just shut down completely. Worse, I ignored all forms of knitting or other productive activities in order to play Super Mario Sunshine.
When my smart, wants to be healthy brain woke up again it was very, very angry with the lazy, munching, doesn’t care what goes in the mouth so long as it’s tasty part of my brain.
Healthy Brain: You ate Cheetos and candy for dinner? And is that a Pepsi? Do you WANT to have a heart attack so young?
Lazy Brain: Well the kitchen was so far away and I’d have to bake the chicken breast and microwave the peas and really I had a long day at work.
HB: What about the new leaf? The eating healthy? The daily walks and the slim and attractive waist it will give us!
LB: Big is beautiful.
HB: Clogged arteries aren’t! And the video games are out… have you moved at all since you got home?
LB: Well duh…. Had to go to the bathroom ‘bout twenty minutes ago…
HB: That’s it… we’re doing crunches.
LB: Not crunches! I hate those…
HB: Then you’ll learn your lesson won’t you?
At this point I started feeling like Gollum and Smeagol and it was rather difficult not to start referring to myself as Precious.
Instead I did crunches. Last night and this morning. I also did some push-ups, using Chris’ wonderfully suggested technique in which I lean against the wall instead of the floor so the weight on my bad arm isn’t as bad. Thanks Chris!
Sadly this morning it was raining so I couldn’t stop for my daily walk on the way to work. If the rain stays away and it isn’t too dark I’ll probably stop on my way home for one.
My Healthy Brain wants to succeed, I just need to find a way to bind, gag and exterminate the Lazy Brain. Most of me is committed, but the small part that isn’t… it’s amazingly hard to ignore when it starts hissing “We wants it! The Cheetos… nasty little dietses… they stole it from us!”