“Compared to what I used to eat…”
The other day, I noticed that I have been saying that sentence quite a bit lately. As things have been inconvenient sometimes for raw eating, I’ve found myself slipping little bit to little bit into what I used to eat. I haven’t done anything I’m ashamed of or regret…
…but then again, maybe on some level, I do regret. Maybe that’s why I keep saying that.
Compared to what I used to eat, I eat a lot less.
Compare to what I used to eat, I eat less sugar, white flour, cooked food, etc.
Compared to how I used to eat, I think more about what I eat and the affect it will have on my body.
BUT, ‘what I used to eat’ is what I did when I was forty pounds heavier and a chocoholic binge eater.
When it all comes do it, my saying ‘compared to what I used to eat’ is just an excuse to have the extra bit of food I don’t need. An excuse to eat for the pleasure of it rather than because of actual hunger. An excuse to stretch out my stomach little bit by little bit…
Excuses that are a result of our old habits and our fears pop up in ways we often don’t expect, but they do pop up. They do warn us that we’re slipping back into old habits.
If only we’re open to listening to our hearts and the words we say as well as our physical bodies.