Diet Resolutions and Cheating
Posted by adminFeb 16
New Years, Holidays — even the beginning of the month or week. These are the days that people choose to begin resolutions, to work out, to eat better, to resolve to stop cheating on their diets.
I used to think the idea was kind of foolish. If you want to change something, why wait til the beginning of the year? Why eat bad or not work out for a few more days so that you can wait til the start of a week, or a holiday, or birthday? I’ve changed my mind.
The day serves as a marker. More than that; an anchor. It’s a clear, definite thing. Saying “I haven’t eaten any flour since that Wednesday at 2:37pm” isn’t very inspiring, or easy to remember either. But everyone knows what a new year’s resolution is, saying “wheat-free since 2009″, and even counting the days, then weeks, then months, then years is easier when you choose a notable day to start the diet.
I was celebrating my birthday this weekend, and I had a slice of pizza. I decided, one more, end the year with a bang. And some indigestion, and some questioning of why I’d want to eat crappy pizza anyway. But I can also say: this year, since I turned XX, I haven’t eaten any flour or drank any soda. Right now that’s not much, just a few days, but the start of a new year of my life carries some weight. It carries more weight than “that Wednesday last April.”
Some people have an easy time making these changes. I don’t know why I don’t, but I know I’ve had problems. I’ve cheated now and then, gone back to old bad habits, and flirted around with dodgy interpretations of the rules. Will it work this time? It has so far, and it will continue by god!
I also bought a coke. It’s sitting on my dresser. I talked with a friend yesterday about giving up the habit, and I was thinking I’d just swear not to buy another one. He suggested that I buy one, and put it at the front of a fridge, as a reminder. I like the reminder idea. I find it much easier to keep to a promise when I’m constantly reminded of it.
Cheating is a mental dodge. You know you’re not supposed to, you know it’s a bad idea, you’ve seen all the dozens of reasons to stop. But if you just push it out of your mind a little, just blank out a little bit, evade the reality, forget the truth, and pretend…. yeah, that’s cheating. My can of coke is a crutch.
Really I’d prefer not to use crutches. I’d like to walk around free, confident in my strength, in my ability to not use them. But more than that, I want to not eat flour or drink soda. Fuck ego. Forget about fortitude, resolve, and discipline. I don’t want to eat that shit.
Writing things down also helps, as does telling friends and strangers. When you take a commitment you made to yourself and tell other people about it, it’s harder to break it. They’ll know. Whatever tricks it takes, I want to be healthy.





