I can't tell you why you do it, Darl, but I know why I have in the past. I was rebelling. Against the diet. My dieting was still outside myself........you know, that thing I HAD to do because I was given the short end of the metabolism stick, because society is unfair and prejudiced against fat people, because if my arches fell any more, I'd quack like a duck, because most of the plus size clothes I find in the stores around here are madly expensive and plastered with cartoon characters(obesity=second childhood??). I never really owned my weight loss, I guess. It was still something being forced on me, and I was rebelling. This time feels totally different, and I cannot tell you why. I know a lot of prayer went into this before starting, and my heart is just different. Dieting this time simply feels like something I am doing for ME. And if I eat something a little higher in calories, I evaluate it, decide if it was worth it, and if it was, then I just get back on track. If it wasn't, I make note of it, and won't have it again. But, that's just me. Rebel without a cause.
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