Like Poppycakes, I am actively working toward a new fitness and weight loss goal. I hate the word diet, because in our culture it implies a temporary timeframe in which you deprive yourself of foods you enjoy in order to achieve some ideal.
I’m just trying to eat healthier. Moderate the intake, cut the bad habit(s) of overindulgence. I don’t consider this to be a regulated event with an end date, even if I achieve a number on the scale that’s pleasing to me and better for my health.
I want to find a way to bake decadent things AND be fit and make healthful choices. I don’t call that a diet. I call that balance. I call that what I should be doing anyway.
I’m twenty pounds over the weight where I am only comfortable. Which means I’m thirty pounds over where I want to be. There’s work to be done. 2013 will be a year of working hard to get what I want.
It will also be a glorious year. Mr Sweetcakes and I will be celebrating our 20th wedding anniversary the very same month that Poppycakes and her fellow begin their wedded life together, and the same year that Mr. Sweetcakes’ brother and sister-in-law will be celebrating their 25th anniversary. I will finish my book of poems and begin working on a new project – most likely a novel. And there’s a stack of books waiting for me to crack them open:
Sweet Tooth by Ian McEwan
Sweet Hearts by Melanie Rae Thon
The News From Spain by Joan Wickersham
Mother & Child by Carole Maso
Mr. Penumbra’s 24-hour Bookstore by Robin Sloan