A whole cheesecake showed up in my fridge today - the real deal, cheesecake factory sublimity. I made a narrow escape, by sprinting out to the gym for my lunch break. This gave me enough distance to break the trance luring me closer and closer, fork in hand, arm outstretched.... sort of like Aurora drawn to prick her finger on a spindle in Sleeping Beauty.
As I sped along frantically, I thought about why not eat that cheesecake. I thought about my goals.
In and of itself what's so bad about treating myself to some cheesecake? Nothing.
Nothing except I have already 'treated' myself quite a bit in the last week, 'celebrating' the conclusion of the NLI series. There's a voice that says, "you deserve it!" but you know what? I deserve BETTER than what the cheesecake has to offer me.
I really want to heal. I want my body to truly recover from all the work I've put it through the last few months, so that it can come back stronger. Nutrition is essential to that process.
A small treat every now and then is ok, but it has to stay exactly that, a small treat every now and then.
Otherwise those cheats add up "like a thief in the night" and the next thing you know my goals are riding off into the sunset, along with all the hard work I've put in to earn my successes. I know what my goals are. I know what my body needs to reach them. Every choice paves the way closer or farther from them.
It's Christmas. I'm taking two weeks vacation. That's wonderful!! But the way I take that vacation is critical to my ability to heal and recover during this rest time, to rebuild and be ready for the training ahead, and to be the happiest about the time I took. I want to be grateful and pleased with the time I had with my family, not angry at myself and blaming them for derailing me. I am the master of my choices.
I know (with a little distance between us) that cheesecake is my gateway. It sets the stage for how I will handle every opportunity and temptation of this holiday season. If I approach them with the carefree attitude of "It's my vacation. It's not a big deal. I've worked hard so I can indulge." I will be taking rapid steps away from my goals.
Last year, the rum cake won. Here it is. I didn't mention that I ate the WHOLE THING. and that bottle of bailey's, and more. I've been training myself to be prepared to face that rum cake this year and win. I think that little bastard knew I was ready for him so he sent his cousin the cheesecake to trip me up and weaken my will. I'm not having it. No, I'm drawing a line. To help, I made this sign to keep the cheesecake company until I find the right party to donate it to.
Inflammation and Weight gain do not equal HSPU's and Muscle Ups.
Those are two big goals I have, which I can't really practice until my bicep tendonitis is healed.
I'm also going to put this on my phone background. As I face choice after choice this holiday - I want to make my decisions empowered by my goals. Will I make a few indulgent choices? Probably, but I want to make them will full awareness of what I'm saying yes and no to.