I truely wanted to write on how this applies to my life with food; yet, the overwhelming pain I now feel from having my left knee broken or manipulated out weighs the idea of righting about my experience with food and gaining through the pain. Well, you know what, it is simply a matter of my mind and I can focus on program instead of the pain. The pain that comes to mind the most is all the times the little committee in my head tries to convince me that I am having to do without while others are indulging, etc. You know the conversation, I am sure.
However, the truth is that the fictious pain is not even there. It really isn't. While others are putting on calories, I am taking steps towards the new life I so desire.
I can rejoice that through the momentary misery, I am getting closer to where I want to be and I smile. Sure hope this rabbling makes sense.