Coasting on day 5 of 210 no sweets
You have most likely coasted.
..In a car, downhill.
..In a relationship, where it gets comfortable, seen in the stoppage of flowers and deep conversation
..On a skateboard, with one foot on the board and with the other you’ve pushed off to get a good speed
..In school, after working hard at the beginning and getting excellent grades and then you for some crazy reason deciding to pull back effort
So when I say I’m coasting it means I know full well I had better watch out. Right now it is easy but after it gets less exciting, mundane, difficult, then I will have to climb the mountain (see poem below).
Here is a little secret… For 2 years…From 10/4/2006 to 10/4/2008 I did not eat sweets… for anyone who thinks I can’t do it…!
BUT ended up that I was coasting..
Until one day I was telling someone about how I don’t eat sweets and had not for two years and I was embarrassed that I was so proud of myself and also maybe I was a little bored of doing it and talking about it.
So this time I decided to give it an appropriate window of time which I want to call:
THE SEASON OF SWEETING
which begins at Halloween and ends at Easter.
Because it’s a challenge it makes not eating the sweets a game instead of giving something up. Does that make sense? It’s a game where I get to win:
a thinner body – I know I will lose weight and I did pack on more than a few
a stronger will – That will muscle is getting exercised and boy was it flabby!
a clearer mind – I’m thinking more clearly and excitedly than ever.
a quieter spirit – Can I just say it? JOY! There’s a song my daughter turned me on to and I’m sorry I don’t remember who sings it – but when I first heard it “I choose Joy” I about came out of my skin. Cool song, really!
Ok, so I got to write a poem now that I’m all excited about the no sweets.
How Long to Make it
We’re fools if we think
we can keep self destructing
That Monday’s the day,
We’ll make a change then
But it comes and it goes
and in despair throes
We get down,
and fall in
Can’t get out of that hole?
It has one direction
There’s no place to go
Could hover in copter
and get you out faster
could throw you a rope
but you’ll pull me in
No, you dig in your toes
and climb out your pit
and dirty your mits
jaw set, teeth bit
Don’t think you can make it
without any pain
If out cause you faked it
It’s nothing you gained