Day Three: Shopping While Not Eating

It is the last Saturday before Christmas, not a good time to either be shopping or avoid food.  This afternoon I went to Costco, fortunately the food sample people had mostly gone home.  I love the samples at Costco. I can usually manage a good 300 extra calories  before I leave.  But today there was only one sample table left when we arrived. I asked my husband to be my food proxy.  Normally he doesn't bother with give-aways being the thin person that he is.  But he ate the sample of chocolate, cinnamon and almond goodness. When I asked how it was, he said it was too sweet.  If I could have filed for divorce at that very moment, I would have.

But it was nice having a food proxy to eat what I couldn't. I've often wished I could afford to hire someone else to live my life, to deal with my family, to write my novel and stories, to exercise 5 hours a day for me. I would sit on a cloud somewhere up above, and see if they fail as miserably as I often do. Or they might even succeed once in a great while.  Now that I am juicing only, I could order my minion to eat that slice of cake that keeps floating through my head, or chow down a bowl of Pad Thai.  I wouldn't even ask how anything tasted.  It would be heaven just knowing the virtual me was being satisfied.

I am never actually hungry while juicing.  Never.  But, the habit of eating gnaws at me. The boredom of not eating bothers me. The unfairness of having to do another fast makes me cringe.  (Though I doubt if it is unfair.  Fat  people, like me, tend to think everyone else can eat as much as they want and never gain weight. So, not true.)

I find juice fasting to be a mental challenge, not a physical one.


Quote for the day by R. Collier. "Success is the sum of small efforts, repeated day in and day out."