This Valentine’s Day I am giving myself the gift of self-care. No one can care for me better than I can care for myself. I am the one responsible for how much I move, sit, eat, sleep and relax. This Valentine’s Day I can stuff myself with unhealthy foods, but the consequences are weight gain, high blood pressure, diabetes, heart disease, or stroke. Are potato chips worth the risk of losing my health? Do I really want to wreck my heart on Cupid’s holiday?
I think the expression ‘comfort foods’ needs to be expunged. Losing a foot to diabetes is horribly uncomfortable. Instead, I propose replacing the expression ‘comfort foods’ with ‘risky foods.’ This stops me short; makes me think. Is the food I want to eat worth the consequences? What about the amount?
Aristotle said, “We are what we repeatedly do. Excellence is not an act, but a habit.” I can break my health routine today, but is falling off the health wagon a good substitute for excellence? I think not.
Here’s what I am trying: Before I eat something, I try to pause and think about the consequence of the food or the amount of food I am about to eat. This little action has huge results. Do I do this all the time? Hell, no; not even close to all of the time. But I am getting better at this.
I am not going to deprive myself on this day of hearts and flowers. I have a good walk planned, a nice dinner with small portions, and a delicious piece of high-quality artisan chocolate to end my day. Seems like excellence to me.
How are you caring for yourself today?