Wine. Beer. Coffee. Chocolate. Oh how I love each of you so so much. I’m also pretty chummy with Salt and Sugar and Fat (especially in the form of an Oreo McFlurry), but we will be strangers for the next four weeks.
I am actually not really missing those old frienemies…the food at the ashram is fabulous. Maybe it’s a new foe since I think about breakfast through morning meditation and lunch (big, filling, fabulous lunch) through the latter part of noon time meditation. Guys, I try really hard to think focus on a mantra but my mind wanders and my mouth waters.
It’s easy to break your unhealthy diet habits when you are in such a structured, controlled environment. It’s easy to eat well when that is your only option. When I return home I will not eat this well…I will probably eat better (much better, even) then I did before I came here, but this diet is effortless – I feel like I am a child being cared for and fed.
The worse habit I am in the process of breaking is my tendency toward tardiness. I know how loathed this trait is…I know that prompt people see it as a great afront, and though I never ever mean to be inconsiderate, it happens. I was early for registration and early for everything since then – I think “they” say it takes three weeks to undo a habit. Look out prompt friends…prepare to be respected.
