Saying that out loud makes me feel pathetic. I feel like I should be able to handle this. I should be stronger than this. But... I honestly feel that God made us to enjoy food. The Bible is filled with stories of feasts and festivals, people gathered in community and breaking bread, even heaven is described as an abundant banquet table. We were made to love food. It is our physical life source after all.
Eating is also the only activity that involves all 5 senses. Think about it. Nothing is more sensory and therefore has more potential for enjoyment than eating. At first, I thought I could change my mindset about food and treat it as medicine, strictly as something that just sustains my life, but I can't. I LOVE food. I LOVE eating. I LOVE eating with other people. I LOVE going out to restaurants and trying new things. I LOVE creating delicious and beautiful meals. I LOVE cooking for others. It's just..a part of who I am that I cannot change nor do I want to.
So needless to say, I'm counting down the days until this is over and I can resume a more normal lifestyle. It won't be what it was before, but I should at least have a lot more choices and be able to have a cheat day or unhealthy meal occasionally.
Due to my depression (LOL!), and some strange physical symptoms I was having, Dr. Song up'ed my calories to 1500 per day, almost double what I've been doing. YES. AND he is having me re-introduce some starches (like potatoes. Hallelujah, my fav!) as well as Kefir. I seriously have never been so happy to see a sweet potato!
Now that I have more in my belly, my temporarily dried up creative juices and pizzazz are beginning to flow again so here I am writing. :)
This past weekend was the PGA Tour Wells Fargo Championship at Quail Hollow Golf Course just 3 minutes from our house. Our friend Webb was playing in the tournament so Zach and I headed to see him tee off against Tiger Woods on Friday. This was the first time I've been to a PGA tournament or really even been on a golf course. Zach and I had a great time walking the incredibly beautiful grounds and watching Webb do his thing and Tiger...well, not do his thing. Ha!
So... even though you aren't suppose to take pics, I did anyway. I know I know! Im such a rule breaker, but I couldn't resist! If anyone associated with PGA (or Webb) is offended by this I will take them down, but you know me... a camera is rarely out of my hand. :)
Boarding the shuttle with my ticket
On Saturday, I went down to Fort Mill to help out Forest Hill's booth at the Strawberry Festival. We had a lot of activities for kids to do like painting, bracelet making, and drawing. They loved it!
Sigh. I love a good weekend. And I love being back to my old self, well... mostly. :) 5 weeks to go! I can do this!