I’m in love with ….. carrots.
Tuesday 10:00 pm
I am tired. Quite a
long day and I just put the last dish into the dishwasher and cranked that
puppy up. I realize that feeling tired
at the end of a workday is normal for most of us, but I am particularly wiped
tonight. One thing that I have noticed
in the last three days is that planning and preparing meals, especially with an
eye toward a modicum of nutrition and on a strict budget, requires a lot of mental energy. This is a little bit of a stretch, so bear
with me. I am experiencing it a little like
learning to speak a new language. I
remember being in Italy as a college student and spending days speaking only
Italian and how totally drained I would feel at the end of a day. Something that was normally effortless
(communicating) suddenly became an effortful process. For me so far the experience of obtaining and
preparing meals during this SANPfast has been very effortful. I am used
to pulling into to the nearest fast food joint or convenience store at the
first pang of hunger and filling myself mindlessly with whatever was handy. No thought involved in that at all. In the
last three days I have been thinking about meals in advance, trying to figure
out how to ensure I get some nutrients, making sure I am pacing my consumption
of my supplies, and then finally considering whether I might actually like what
I am eating. This is exhausting!
Another note about consumption of my supplies: I did
experience a touch of anxiety today about whether I might run out of food
before the week was over. Would I gut it
out if I did, or just chalk it up as a failure and allow myself an out? I know
that the consequences to me of “failing” here are academic, because I can just
always run down the street and fill my grocery cart, but what about people for
whom the stakes are real and for whom this is not an exercise?
On a lighter note, I told my wonderfully supportive boyfriend Robert
tonight that I had discovered something unexpected this week….that I actually
like carrots! Where have they been all
my life???
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