I woke up with my body fighting with me for caffeine and I just couldn’t seem to knock it. I was so foggy, so absent. I started to revert back to my old ways. No, I did not drink coffee, but I did feed myself a ton of food in search for comfort. Something that I haven’t done in a really, really long time. I think that I ate my weight in raisins yesterday. Even if detox approved food, I ended up feeling just as bad as I did on Fat Tuesday. Doughnuts, raisins, it doesn’t matter the source – it’s all gluttony.
I went to bed last night disappointed. Disappointed that so much of this journey has already revolved around food. Disappointed that I’m so focused on the food element that I’m ignoring the other four. Disappointed that I’m letting food determine so much about my life right now. Really just disappointed in myself right now. I vowed to get up on Day 3 and kill the zombie in me. I’m feeling pretty good about that.
I know that we are taming lions, but just for today I am killing zombies!
What I learned on Day 2 – raisins are not a good substitute for wine. Just trust me.