Permission to eat, Sir!

When overeating is inevitable, I give myself permission to eat what I’m craving simply to maintain control of the situation.

I once discovered the secret to getting teenagers to agree with my way of thinking — simply figure out what it is they planned to do anyway and tell them to do just that. From then on, any confrontations were my choice, not theirs. I was in complete control of every situation. From that perspective, I never lost an argument; I only conceded an occasional point. My journey from heavy to fit was a long march where proper mental preparation turned out to be quite valuable. The notion that I am in control of my eating takes some getting used to. Fake it ‘til you make it.

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *

You may use these HTML tags and attributes: <a href="" title=""> <abbr title=""> <acronym title=""> <b> <blockquote cite=""> <cite> <code> <del datetime=""> <em> <i> <q cite=""> <strike> <strong>