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Cheat Meal? I ain’t unfaithful.

It’s semantics. Maybe my chubbness can’t understand the extreme level of fidelity it takes to shred. (<–and i don’t think i’m even using that term correctly).

But the desserts, pastries and pastas are not a deviation. I’m not cheating on anything! It’s what I eat. And I’ve gone without them for a while. But I’ve not yet arrived at the permanent dismissal of those foods.

I’ll take full responsibility that I also haven’t reached my ideal weight, muscle definition and endurance level. So that should tell you more about my lack of [fill in what I need more of] and that I’m a real live work in progress.

The word “cheat” also doesn’t sit well with me. But we throw it around casually with the alleged understanding that we were oh-so-faithful to the healthy menu to begin with. It’s a tongue-in-cheek expression but it’s glorifying unfaithfulness in relationships that doesn’t align with wellness.

And, not for nothin’, but I wasn’t that healthy and definitely not that committed to excluding gourmet frozen popcorn and cinnamon melts to begin with.

Okay, so the main idea is that I (and you may join me) could do a better job about managing and sustaining a clean diet. But there doesn’t need to be a cheat meal. Either I eat clean or I don’t. And when I don’t, it’s not because I need a way out of this imaginary commitment. It’s because I need more training and practice on what I should be doing to bring me closer to my goals.

Clarity is key if I’m really going to move forward. It’s not a cheat meal because that’s how I was eating the entire time. What I’m really working on is finding foods that will satisfy those cravings and ultimately “break up” with the processed sugars, carbs, caffeine altogether.

Until then, getting more sleep, getting more active will impact and change my menu. And I won’t be cheating! I’ll be changing! 🙂

Blessings,

Mahal

 

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I like my workouts the way I like to hear preaching. LOUD!

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(From Left to Right): Teen Daughter, Fitness Instructor, Me

The louder, the better. I don’t know about you, but I like when the yelling starts. It’s motivating!

It reminds me of dance drills and grueling rehearsals that aimed at getting our lines and timing flawlessly precise. Here’s a high-five to those intimidatingly vocal instructors: we love you! Keep yelling and we will keep working!