Where’s The Wagon?

I love traveling. This spring I have had my share. When visiting other places I like to try the local food and the one thing I find is that it is hard to find healthy food when you eat all your meals out. One might suggest I could miss a meal or two, but since I can’t remember the last time I purposely skipped a meal that did not involve anesthesia I don’t think it is going to happen when I am on vacation.

I gave myself permission to eat whatever I wanted in Italy since we were only going to be there 10 days. It made for a fabulous holiday in everyway, but getting back to the eating I need to do to keep myself in the clothes I own is hard. After spring break we had Easter then my trip to Tennessee with my Mom. If you saw the people in Gatlinburg you would know it is not a place known for its salads.

Eating is not the only issue. Exercise on vacation is hard too. When you walk nine miles a day as your baseline there is no way to keep that up unless I am on a hiking vacation with other walking enthusiasts.

Now it’s time to get back in the saddle and put the brakes on eating the naughty stuff. It is harder done than said. I know that dieting is all in my head, but I have to rebrake my brain form sugar and white flour. I know that I could conquer a small nation of indigenous people if they had never eaten sugar before I tried to take over. All it would take is a few cases of Snickers Bars, a sack of Reese’s Cups and a palate of sea salt brownies. I could get any previously non-sugar eating tribe to follow me anywhere if I was the one to introduce them to such things.

Knowing I must stop with all sugar for three or four days to get it out of my system is the only way to get back on track, but I have fallen off the wagon and I think it rolled away without me. Now I am in search of the wagon to get back on. If you see me wandering, glassy-eyed, mumbling to myself, don’t worry. I am just going through sugar withdrawal. This is my first step, to admit I am powerless against it, that’s easy. Staying away is hard.