Well, okay. Not that far :).
I’m kind of holding my own “Carnivale”. On Thursday night, I went to my club for a nutritional counseling session. What it comes down to is that if I’m going to get serious about this weight loss thing, I have some major changes to make in my diet. I kind of knew that anyway, but now it’s down to where “the rubber meets the road” and I am running out of time to lose enough weight to make a difference for my plans this summer.
I have to give up a lot of stuff. That’s the bottom line. So this weekend, I’m having a minor gastronomic holiday and eating things I really like for the last time. Not overdoing it — this isn’t a “sit down and eat a whole cheesecake and a dozen donuts and three baked potatoes with a whole side of sour cream” kind of thing. Just a taste of things here and there and then reminding myself that if I want to change, this has to go, too. I guess part of it is reminding myself that I only THINK I have to have some of these things and that by trying them, I realize I don’t necessarily like them as much as I thought.
Either way, the reason I call it “Carnivale” is that in Latin, that means “farewell to meat”. It was the season before Lent when people indulged themselves to prepare for giving things up in that season. I’m not giving up meat, but flour, sugar, white rice and potatoes, bread and a whole host of things that have high sugar content or a high glycemic index number.
Wish me luck; pray for me; think of me and even yell at me occasionally if you think it’ll help. It’s about to be a bumpy ride, methinks.