I’m going to be honest with you. As much as I’ve been touting my new vow to eat clean to all my friends, I did not eat clean this weekend. At first I was disappointed; I promised to myself and to you, HerCampus, that I would do my best to eat nutritious, wholesome foods for the few weeks and report the results. Friday afternoon tea had a different idea in store for me. As much as I told myself I didn’t want that oatmeal chocolate chip cookie, my low blood sugar and waning sweet tooth told me that I certainly did.
It was the cookie, friends. It served as a gateway drug back into the world of sweets, so to speak. Saturday brought soda. Sunday brought pre-Monday stress, and more importantly candy and dessert in the dining hall. Oops.
Sitting here, experiencing the aftermath of the sugar that I bombarded my system with, I can honestly tell you it wasn’t worth it. The past week had been going well for me in terms of eating clean and I had already been feeling the benefits, including more consistent energy levels and less stress in my life. I ruined that feel-good streak because…?
Here’s the shocker: I’m not disappointed in myself. Of course I wish I had eaten better this weekend, but I realize that not everything can or will be perfect. Practicing yoga has taught me this handy little nugget of wisdom. As much as I can write out strict diet plans for myself or tell myself to quit staring at the coffee cake, I can’t expect everything to turn out exactly the way I plan. As cliché as it is, occasionally Life gets in the way of our intentions, however good.
And that’s why I’m letting this slip-up go without too much of a fuss; I do not expect it to happen again, but I think it’s important to be aware of some crazy entropy out there that’s up to no good. It helps me to go with the flow a little easier.
Lots of love,
(photo credits: Michal Zacharzewski, Michael Faes, & Nate Brelsford, on sxc.hu)
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