Just like Starting Over

He was never my favorite Beatle but I can't help but thinking this is the song for right now. Oh, and I blame Yoko for the break-up and I always will.

Starting Over

This isn't about a new workout program; I don't think I'm there yet. For the now, I'm trying to get some of the garbage out of my body by following one of the Martha Stewart three-week detoxify and cleanse thing. There are a couple of nice things about this approach.

1. I started on Wednesday, which is also Ash Wednesday, which begins Lent, which is supposed to be all about discipline and deprivation. Except that I screwed up and only had about 20 minutes to eat before I had to sing the service so I had a cheeseburger at Jack's. Hey, I've had four clean meals since then. 
2. Say what you want to about Martha Stewart, her recipes don't suck. So far the smoothies have been delicious and filling and the other meals have been tasty and satisfying too. Sure, I'll have to take some of the evening time I've spent drinking wine and bitching at the TV to do food prep, but I kind of even LIKE that sort of thing. There was a time when my best approach to losing weight (and face it, that's most of what this is about) was to mindlessly eat something prepackaged and get on with it. I've changed a little and may have grown up some. I know that I like food even more than I used to, so I will enjoy to mindfully prepare it with the proper sense of awareness. Or something like that. 

So far (a little of the way into day three and I already fell of the wagon once) things seem to be okay. I've been sleeping well, drinking water like crazy, and may have even dropped a couple of pounds. Although small changes in stuff like the humidity can make my weight vary close to double digits. 

My next potential stumbling block is a reception I am supposed to attend at The Club this afternoon. Can I really order just sparkling water? Or maybe a little white wine with some sparkling water? And can I only select from the healthy hors d'ouevres? Is it humanly possible? So there are four possible outcomes.

1. Don't go; no one will miss me anyway. 
2. Go and behave. Drink sparking water with a lemon or something. Eat celery.
3. Bend a bit. Have a glass of vino and a couple of things with cheese in them. Then go home and prepare my nutritious and delicious evening meal.
4. Totally fall off the wagon. Slug down shots of whiskey and devour everything related to sausage and/or bacon on the buffet table. 

I'm hoping for something between 2 and 3. That will be success. 

Big Girl