Spirit

There is something to be said for the Human Spirit, something about endurance in the face of all odds or the ability to bounce back despite the burdens our world can and does impose.

Lying in bed this morning I was listing the pains and torments of being overweight, how this last fast ten pounds I have gained has sent me spinning back into a past of aches and bloating and being so uncomfortable in my own skin I can barely function. After squirming around in bed trying to find a position without pain I finally lay still like a fish on a dock, all the fight gone out of me. In that moment I ceased to care, to struggle, and for a moment felt a deep and overwhelming despair that was quite morbid and peaceful. But being Human I found that in the very next moment I was reviewing the food I would eat this day to begin my obesity remedy yet again. I envisioned myself weighing out raw veggies and nuts and seeds and thinking about the green smoothie I would have for breakfast and the dressing I would make for my dinner salad. I planned a refrigerator cleaned out of all remaining veggies to make a lentil soup and a trip to the store for lettuce and walnuts.

I might just be over reacting to having pizza three times in two days, but can one really over react when it comes to eating for nutrition? I don't think so, the more nutrients at the party the merrier I say!

Starting the day with my old friends optimism and determination is nice. I wish I could find a way to make them stick around for a while.