Gambling and Whoring - June 30th, 2008

11:33 am - Acknowledging the divide (crosspost)

I was having a conversation with my good friend K the other day about our eating habits and difficulties in losing weight. We both expressed that some of the problem with losing weight has been that we feel quite good about how we look when we look in the mirror, and that takes away from the motivation to eat properly for weight loss. This is the setting, acknowledge it, lol.

Just at that moment, a thought occurred to me. I do feel great about myself when I look in the mirror. In fact, I walk around thinking I am some hot stuff, and generally express this sentiment out loud at least a billion and three times a day. That’s great. That’s awesome. Everyone should feel good about themselves at least 95% of the time.

However . . . and this is a big one. Life shattering big. My ass big (kidding). If I am going to feel so good about myself, then why do I treat myself so poorly? It doesn’t make a lick of sense. I can’t go around talking about how awesome I feel and then cram cheeseburgers and cupcakes down my throat like I’m partying like it’s 1999. It just doesn’t work that way. In 1999, I was 19 years old and had the metabolism of a person on speed. It’s 2008 now, and I’ve got the metabolism of a slug on marijuana. No jokes. I gain weight by looking at a cookbook.

So I have a new resolution. I am going to treat my body in the way that this hotness deserves. I am a present-thinker, not a future-thinker, so worrying about my future-health ain’t gonna do me any good at all. I have to think about reconciling the divide between my mind and how I treat my body. This involves eating (more) sensibly, getting good physical activity, and behaving as though I’m not the unholy slothly glutton I tend to be.

Does this mean I’ll be quitting smoking? Not quite yet. I’m not yet ready for that hurtle for mental reasons I’ll discuss in another entry. But I can at least feed my body the things it needs as opposed to what my sick lil brain wants, and get the exercise it needs rather than the nap it desires.

We’ll see. I’ll be updating.

Day 1: June 30, 2008.
Weight: About 266.5
BMI: 38 somethingth.

Let the games begin.