I have a gazillion posts in my head and no time to write them. We are busy trying to figure out life as a two-working-parents household. No complaints here – even with a cold (poor thing), Alana is a joy and we are loving being her mommy and daddy! And this is nothing that millions of other folks haven’t been through, so I know we’ll eventually settle into what works for us. Until then? I’m just holding on tight!
I just had a moment, though. I was reading this post from Whole9 and one particular part struck me as a great exercise: each time you are craving something you don’t really want to eat (i.e., it doesn’t fit into your healthy lifestyle plan), stop for a moment an figure out which of these five categories might apply:
- Location (Where are you?)
- Time (What time is it?)
- Emotional state (What are you feeling in this moment?)
- Other people (Who else is around?)
- Immediately preceding action (What what were you doing prior to the undesired behavior?)
They go on to say: “It doesn’t matter whether you actually succumb to the cue or not – the point is to identify the circumstances that preceded your unwanted routine. ”
Well I haven’t done this “in the moment” but I know myself well enough to go through the list pretty quickly. Do I do my unhealthy eating at the same place every time? Nope. Same time? Nope. I can tell you that TWO circumstances stand out as being consistently true when I’m eating like crap: I’m alone, and I’m feeling disconnected.
Hello?! Light bulb moment, much?
Like anything else, this knowledge is only as good as what I do with it. And I’m not sure what that is going to be right now. I can’t even figure out how to fit in cooking healthy meals every day, let alone the gym and everything else I want to do. And my #1 priority right now is breastfeeding my daughter. So, revelations are all well and good. But I don’t want to make yet another promise to myself that I don’t keep. Like:
I’m going Paleo.
I’m eating mindfully.
I’m running regularly.
I’m quitting sugar.
A few of the many promises I’ve made to myself, only to break them. And, you know? Breaking a promise, if you figure out it no longer makes sense for your life, that’s okay. But that’s not the reason behind all of my broken self-promises.
So my only promise this time is to stick it (and by “it” I mean this realization) in my pipe and chew it stop mixing metaphors smoke it.
And to keep trying. That I can promise, and that’s one promise I’ve never broken. I never give up.

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