Hello, Monday, my old friend. Long time no see.
When I was
dieting, Mondays were always THE day. That was when I would "start" my
new regime, whatever it happened to be at the time (hint: it was a diet
cleverly disguised as a "lifestyle change"). I was filled with hope
and resolve, because this would be the beginning of my new life! This
is where I would shed the body fat that was the cause of all my misery
and I would FINALLY have the life that I always dreamed of!
of you read that passage, shaking your head up and down saying, "uh
huh" or "you did that too???". I bet there are a lot of you. And here
we were all thinking that we were such special snowflakes. (wink, wink)
This honeymoon period with the diet du jour could get you through a few
days or even a few weeks, but it could never last, could it? It was
all sizzle and no steak (throwback to the days of high carb...remember
when pretzels and fat free everything was considered health food?? But,
I digress). You had the excitement and the novelty of something new
which would quickly be replaced by the realization that you couldn't
stick with this new plan either. You were too weak willed, too lazy or,
even worse, too hungry.
What if a Monday could be like any
What if there were no extremes to bounce between?
we could just learn to eat when we were hungry and stop when we were
What if we figured out the types of exercise we genuinely
enjoyed and just did that because we wanted to???
What if you made
peace with the body you have right now and decided to just stop saying
mean things about it?
Oh, is it you Monday? Back again? I hadn't noticed. It's just like every other day.
Say yes to normalcy. Say yes to balance. Say yes to Monday.