Evolving Taste and I Must Share This Message of Freedom
I have no idea what exactly combined this morning to make me ill, the eggs, the fruit (can't imagine), the coffee, who knows. Whatever it was completely zapped me today with a severe upset stomach and other undesirable symptoms. Second time in as many weeks in fact. It wasn't long after my show and some production that I was out for the day.
I didn't hit my 1800 calories today, just couldn't for obvious reasons, but I did reach 1400 before the day finished. I grilled some chicken last night and had an entire can of green beans. And get this: The last two times I've had green beans, it has been without cheese! I'm finally growing up! Isn't that nice? I most always melt at least 70 calories worth of American cheese in my green beans, but not the other day when mom was here, and not last night. And you know what? It was good, not bad at all. It's amazing how I've had this lifelong dislike of vegetables, but slowly over the course of the last 486 days, my taste have evolved to include more of these previously avoided foods. Don't serve me a salad just yet, but I'm just saying—eventually, who knows? I'm open to change and taste like never before.
Remember the Tulsa World articles from almost a decade ago? You know, the ones I've written about, the articles where I resolved to lose this weight and quit smoking? I of course failed miserably to produce any results back then---and the final story reflected that dismal failure, no matter how positive I tried to spin it at the time. I had sent Jason Collington, the writer of those stories, an email telling him of my blog and progress. I just wanted him to know that I finally did it. Writing about that experience recently made me want to touch base with him and say “see---I told you I could!” Jason was impressed with the progress. And you see, Jason is no longer a staff writer at the Tulsa World, he's an editor. After reviewing this blog he has assigned their best feature writer to explore a possible 'update' story of sorts. I'll be talking with that writer on Wednesday the 20th. I certainly didn't expect that, but I will certainly not shy away from sharing my experience in hopes that it can help inspire someone facing their own journey to a better and longer life.
That's all I want to do really. I want to continue getting to where I'm headed and sharing my experiences along the way with as many as I can. A friend asked me the other day a familiar question: “Do you ever get tired of talking about weight loss?” The answer is no. Just ask my friends who have witnessed me passionately speak about the fundamentals and the complicated aspects of this journey. And I'm not talking about seminars for an organized group, I'm speaking about casual circumstances where the topic comes up, and it always comes up. I've conducted “mini-seminars” in the middle of a convenience store lobby and in the produce section of the grocery store. And don't get stuck with me in a vehicle on a road trip---just let the topic come up there---I'll talk your ear off. This is my passion. This is my future and there's nothing I can do or would want to do to change that. I can't be quiet about this freedom and what has been required of me to realize this freedom. As I continue to evolve and learn more, I'm excited about the possibilities of my transformation on many levels, especially in regard to sharing this message.
My workout tonight was short and sweet. I did my prescribed strength training exercises and two miles on the treadmill. I'll be meeting with Melissa Walden in the morning for another training session at 4:45am. I'm feeling better tonight, but still not completely well.
I sincerely appreciate your readership and support. Amber is coming in late tomorrow. She'll be here for the entire weekend. I can't wait to workout with my baby! Goodnight and...