The holidays are over, and with the passing of the holidays, so are my excuses for cheating. It’s time to take a pass on that cookie. It’s time to eat more veggies. It’s time to put my focus back where it belongs – on a healthy diet I can live with.
Those are important words when talking about my ‘diet’ – “I can live with.” I made that clear when I started working with Sally South, my nutritionist from Cornerstone Health Coaching Group. Sally’s reaction was to, good naturedly, laugh at me. That was a good start to a relationship that has made significant strides in improving my health. I base that on how I feel today, even with the recent passing of the holiday season.
Before the holidays, Sally and I discussed Christmas cookies, and holiday eating in general. In regards to cookies, I agreed to make no more than two varieties and I was good to my promise; I made pecan crescents and Mrs. Wright’s cookies. The latter are an old-family recipe and a great-big favorite around the Rostron household. They are cake-like with raisins or pecans and a hard-vanilla frosting.
I did a good enough job restraining myself that I actually had to throw some of the Mrs. Wright cookies out because they had hardened (just not the same when hardened). There should be a state law against allowing something that good to go to waste but there’s also the Sally law that says moderation is a good thing when eating, especially when eating Christmas cookies.
She’s easy going enough that I don’t have the urge to rebel. I know some people who are so overly zealous about dieting and that my gut reaction is to pound down a couple Whoppers as an act of spite (try to picture me with my mouth jammed full of burgers mumbling, ‘Snow owdja wike dem apros’). Of course, that’s counterproductive and is harmful to me far beyond any aggravation it may cause them.
This brings me back to working with Sally. She never tries to dish up a heaping serving of guilt as a motivation to keep me in line. I like to think I haven’t given her too many reasons to do so. For some people, maybe that’s what they want from their nutritionist. Not me.
I love eating. I told Sally this when we started working together. I told her that, if her idea was that I would ‘have to stop eating’ this relationship wasn’t going to work. By ‘stop eating’ I really meant that she shouldn’t expect me to accept a diet where I won’t enjoy eating.
It seems that this is part of the way Sally works with people in general. She doesn’t expect people to get used to eating cardboard. It sometimes requires a little creative energy finding ways to enjoy a healthier diet. But, what’s wrong with that, as long as I don’t enjoy the results so much that I consistently eat too much.
All that said, the holidays are over. It’s time for me to refocus my attention on a healthier diet without an occasional Christmas cookie. So, and though it’s a little late to announce it here, it’s also time for a New Year’s Resolution. For me, I think I’ll make the resolution to leave a little on my plate at dinner, along with the other methods Sally has prescribed.
This is a difficult thing for me. When I grew up, we didn’t leave the table until we had finished everything on our plates. My parents were children of the Great Depression. Food was costly and not something you could easily count on; it was sinful to waste food (after all, “There are starving children in Africa”). I wonder if I could have shipped the rock-hard Mrs. Wright’s cookies to them the way I thought my parents should send the liver mom served to Africa before I took the first bite.