At this ACT training that Brenton and I went to a couple months ago we were asked to set one goal that would move us closer towards being kind to ourselves. Something that demonstrates caring for ourselves as much as we would if we were someone we truly loved.
Mine was to keep a food log, because I know how much simply being aware of your habits motivates you to change them. Far more so than if you were to simply say, “I am going to change my eating habits.”
My goal is to have good nutrition. To feed my body so that it has energy and I am not suicidally tired and lazy all the time any more.
I have been eating far better since I started this log. About ten thousand percent more fruits and vegetables. Imagine my dismay when I look at my average nutrition information to find I’m still nowhere near meeting my RDI targets:
I think this is based on a 2000 calorie a day diet and I don’t eat that much, which I think is partly the issue. The rest of the issue is that I’m an abject failure.
So I simply dread to think what my averages were before I started keeping this log. When I went to a nutritionist years ago, she informed me that my body was probably leeching nutrients from my bones. Well, that’s been going on a while now, so I’m clearly doomed anyway.
So OK gonna marshmallows for dinner.