Willpower, that is. I've had so little in my lifetime when it's come to food. I love food. I'm a self-described foodie. I love to cook and bake. It is something I'm very good at and get complimented on all the time. Personally, I find it extremely meditative and calming. Even though I'm still cooking (and baking to some extent), it's different. It feels different. And I'm not sure if it's different good, different neutral or different bad...
I definitely don't eat like I used to and am embracing the hunger as I type. And it's hard. It's damn hard. It's a real testament to the willpower that I have so little of, or should I say, that I used to have so little of. I'm glad I found the strength to find it, hold onto it and use it.
I'm learning that willpower is not the same as deprivation. It's about making better choices and staying away from things that are counterproductive to the path I've chosen to be on (reminder, dear readers, this is not a diet). With that being said, I still have an occasional cup of coffee. I ate some kettle corn this weekend. However, I'm not overindulging because I've learned the hard way that that just leads me down the path of indigestion and unhappiness - I'm looking at you, Astroburger!
Even the middle way for me is too much, so I'm choosing the path less traveled and that's okay. I'm getting smaller, but in a good way. 12 pounds off at last count. I'll step on the scale at the end of this week - I expect to see a couple more pounds gone by then.
In the meantime, I will resist temptation! I've done very well so far (*ahem* except for the Astroburger, but never again!).
On that note, it's time for rest, another very important component of a healthful lifestyle.