He conquers, who conquers himself
I chose this title as it is the perfect description of what I am about to go through. On July 12th, 2010, a bariatric surgeon will install a device in my body to help me take control of my weight, my health, my well-being and ultimately, my future. I am resolved to make the next 25 years of my life very different than the last 25 years, but in order to do so I cannot rely on Dr. Garneau's technique alone. I have some demon chasing and closet cleaning to do,
and I thought I would take some of my nearest and dearest, as well as a few objective although sadistic strangers along for the ride with me. I will attempt to journal my experience and transformation with humor and wit, in the hopes that it will relieve some of the stress and help me cope with the pain of losing my best friend - food.
and I thought I would take some of my nearest and dearest, as well as a few objective although sadistic strangers along for the ride with me. I will attempt to journal my experience and transformation with humor and wit, in the hopes that it will relieve some of the stress and help me cope with the pain of losing my best friend - food.
Oh sweet, sweet food... For those of you that know me well, you know that my relationship with food is highly dysfunctional, bordering on infatuation. I love everything about food. I love to read about it, watch it on TV, buy it, smell it, stare at it, cook it, eat it....I can cook it and eat it while watching it on TV and buying more online at the same time!
It's not just the food...I love all that surrounds food too...I can talk to you for hours about kitchen equipment - anyone care to debate me on Gas vs. induction? Stainless steel vs. ceramic bladed knives? Cast iron vs. porcelain? ...and while we are debating, how about cerano vs. prosciutto, or parmesan vs. manchego? I can go all night baby! In fact, some of you reading this have been in these very debates with me before. Remember the great panna cotta vs. crème-brulé debacle of 2001? But I digress...
So the time has come fore me to once and for all look foodie-ism in the face and say "you're not the boss of me." (finger wagging and head bobbing of course)
For those of you that choose to follow my journey I say thanks, and ask you to feel free to leave me your comments and encouragement as I can use all the help I can get. I only hope you find some giggles and entertainment in the process.
HOLY CRAP! Really eh???? I had no idea what I would read when I got here. For the record....I AM ON BOARD MY DARLING BOY!! I think it's ESSENTIAL however to embrace wholeheartedly the psychological causes for this love affair with foodstuffs otherwise there will be no success. That's the root of all evil...but some help along the way is most assuredly a GOOD THING. You have my love and support ALWAYS. xoxo
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