A familiar story the impulse is there, the intention is there, the desire is there… so what happens?
This time, it wasn’t so much about slipping back into habitual eating patterns – I was eating and enjoying meals mostly consciously, and I wasn’t blogging about it. I thought about blogging about it. Out on my walks, out driving around, I composed little bits of blog posts. And they never quite made it into print.
Instead of hanging out in self-judgement, or maybe worse, trying to figure out the why of it all, I simply begin again.
I eat and enjoy each bite consciously.
Today, on a holiday. Now, in the middle of the day. I simply begin again.
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