I feel pretty confident about what I need in order to be successful with this lifestyle, and the importance of each of those things was never more apparent than it was a couple weeks ago when I didn't have what I needed. Between the sprained foot, the travel, and my limited access to foods (and lots of access to the Food Network), it was a recipe for a disaster.
In fact, I did finally have a cooked meal at the end of all of that. I didn't give myself too much grief over it, but I also know that can be a slippery slope. One exception can lead to many. At this point, I really believe it's not as much about will power as it is preparation. If I am sure to make sure that I have everything that I need, then I don't have to fight cravings and temptations. If I run out of food, or only have access to things that I don't like, then I have to white knuckle it.
I finally had the cooked meal after a few days of weeping, wailing, and gnashing my teeth. It just wasn't worth it. Emotionally, I needed that release, and I'm okay with that.
Moving Forward
But now, here I am on the road, and I know that this is a difficult environment for me - more so because it's going to be such a long stint. I don't have my food prep tools, I can't get a lot of food at once, and the only car we have is a stick shift (which I can't drive), so I'm at the mercy of someone else to take me around to get what I need.
On the other hand, I'm eating raw, so it's not like I need a stove or anything. I can make a meal out of a bag of apples. That's easy. But emotionally, I can only eat so many bags of apples and carrots before my brain goes, "Wait a second... This isn't a meal! Abort! Abort!" So, I'm a little worried about these next several days.
On the other hand, I'm eating raw, so it's not like I need a stove or anything. I can make a meal out of a bag of apples. That's easy. But emotionally, I can only eat so many bags of apples and carrots before my brain goes, "Wait a second... This isn't a meal! Abort! Abort!" So, I'm a little worried about these next several days.
Although, I will say that I have gotten my order down pact when I go to restaurants. I don't even look at the menu. I just say, "I'd like a salad of greens, sun-dried tomatoes, raw mushrooms, olives, avocado, artichoke hearts, and your vinaigrette dressing." The artichokes are a cheat, but boy does it make the whole thing so much more bearable.
Wish me luck!
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