The Reformed Me

Beastocity: (after some denial) 10

I am a healthy eater. I admit it. But not by choice. I’m kinda like a junk-food eater/cookie monster with the external of a healthy eater. First it was the digestion problems (I’ll spare details) that cut a lot of the fluff (or what my family likes to call “cheap filler” … mmm I lova da cheap filler) and substituted it instead with hearty high-fiber foods. Bring on the fruit, vegetables, and beans! (Yes, beans became one of my best friends. They’re actually a kind of comfort food for me now- I know I’m safe in the hands of beans.) So I thought- well that’s not so bad, I can still indulge in my sweet tooth habits without harming my fiber intake-ha HA!

Until recently. Now-by part divine intervention and part experimentation-I’ve decided to cut out a lot of sugars. Man. So here I am. The reformed “cookie monster” (as my sister calls me) who now gets excited about her afternoon snack of mixed nuts and dried cranberries. What have I become?

The combination of trying to be frugal about my money doesn’t help either. It got to the point today where I went out to lunch with a co-worker (the office was paying J) and so I scanned the menu and thought get something with chicken- because that’s expensive and takes a while to cook (or at least thaw) and then something with fiber! So I ended up with some chicken eggplant mushroom sandwich dilly-yo (complete with a side salad) that had the potential to be good but in reality kinda tasted like bread. Even with some of the side salad dressing poured on top.

There have been other things going on in the past two weeks that are way more important than this but after realizing that last week I was head-over-heels for my pairing of apples and cheese and this week I’m nuts about mixed nuts and dried cranberries I couldn’t keep what I have become private any longer.

Hopefully my body will thank me later.