After nearly 11 years of marriage there is one obstacle I can't seem to overcome...the dreaded visit to my mother-in-law's house! No, I do not dread visiting my mother-in-law because she's the Wicked Witch of the West (nor East, South...you get the idea)--complete to the contrary, she's warm, loving, a wonderful grandmother, fun, etc. What keeps me in a cold sweat in anticipation of the visit is the kitchen, and not just the physical room, but more to the point, the fact that there is actually food in the kitchen, good food, really really really good food.
There are always baked goods, and homemade pasta sauce with meatballs and sausage, and delicious gourmet hot dogs, homemade Mac 'n Cheese (that is to-die-for), and donuts, and wine, and well pretty much anything that helped Matt Damon gain all that weight for his role in The Informant.
So I arrived last night and it's been a 24 hour struggle. Mind you, no one is pushing the food on me. It's just here. And for some reason, just the knowledge of this is difficult. Today we had lunch at Pizza Hut, and I did ok. I ate 2 slices. I wish had only eaten one, but I wanted to eat 4--so I guess it's progress? I have avoided the cookies in the other room and just writing about them makes me want to mindlessly go eat them.
As I'm sitting here writing to you I think about the people I've met, the people I've interviewed. I remember June Appell sharing her struggle and talking about changing the very way to thinks about food. I wish I was where she is on this. I think about Charlotte Siems, whose story will post this week, and how she eats 1/2 a sandwhich for lunch and truly is full. I wonder what that feels like, and I want to be there. And finally I think about a quote from the movie Gladiator, "Imagine where you will be, and it will be so."
So I'll be here in Central New York, visiting family, trying to stay calm, and *imagining* I can control what I eat--and I will.
Happy Wednesday everyone!
Very, very nicely done!
Posted by: Polo Outlet | December 13, 2011 at 12:17 AM