Started tracking my food/exercise. Decided to use the freely available choosemyplate.gov. Only once did I think it was part of a vast conspiracy to monitor food intake of Americans in order to... do something nefarious. I am trying to do a speed-post here. Because-- well, I don't know why. Today I need to sew a Halloween costume. That's why. Oh yeah. So I need to post before I pick up children from school. Right. Day one of tracking food/exercise was yesterday. Today I may fill in numbers, measurements, etc. Or maybe not. I have noticed predictably that I am more aware of the lack of fruits and vegetables in my life. Now I am doing what I can to destroy (through thorough mastication and digestion) the fruits and vegetables that have made their way into my kitchen. Tracking food is one of the clearest examples for me of a case where observation alone changes the behavior. If I have to write it down, I have to pay attention to what I am eating. If I am paying attention I don't eat as much crap. If I don't eat as much crap I feel better and am more likely to have the energy to plan nutritious meals. It is the opposite of a vicious circle. A virtuous circle. I read somewhere about the "penecillin" method of decluttering. In this method, you focus on one area until it is done; but you also return briefly and regularly to previously decluttered areas and make sure that they remain decluttered. I'm not sure what this has to do with penecillin. But it reminds me of how I am tackling this Depression business. First: get meds figured out, under control and routine. Done. And it only took me... less than six months. Now I can move on to the eating/exercise piece. Focusing on one area at a time. But making sure that I don't lose track of the other thing that I figured out. Grateful Crap: Finishing this before 4pm. Daily Convexions: took meds in the morning. tracked breakfast foods; will do lunch, snack and dinner later today walked up and down 4 flights of stairs (lame, but it counts for something) blogged Comments are closed.
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