I eat Happiness
Yesterday I went out of town with a band for a photoshoot. The band members consist of men around my age. I laughed a lot, and often. What I didn’t do yesterday is overindulge. Yesterday my food “intake” consisted of a Jr Bacon Cheeseburger from Wendy’s, Gatorade, water, fries, and that’s it. Now it wasn’t the most nutritious meal, but what was important to me is that I didn’t overeat, and the reason is because I was happy.
Now I’m not saying that my weight is going determined by a set of outside forces, not at all. As anyone knows, when you rely on others for your happiness you are, other than stupid, giving too much responsibility to someone else to take “care” of you. But I know I overeat when I’m unhappy, so staying in the realm of bliss whenever possible will keep me from doing that which numbs me – diving into a bowl of whatever’s tasty and edible.
And since I haven’t eaten today, that is at the top of my priority list.
