Funny how things wind up easier when we tag a number to it. Everything seems palpable when we can name it...nail it down, make it fit. I leave in five days on a cruise. School is out in four days. Camp is in two days. Something about the number is soothing I suppose. Well there is a theory that says a habit is formed in 17 days. Not two and half weeks...that sounds like a light year...17 days. It's my commitment to myself to eat better, work harder, get healthier, live cleaner and manage my cancer free status...beginning with a 17 day journey. I can do this. I'm fairly certain after beating Cancer, I can do just about anything. I grew up a Vegan. Seriously...it's hard to believe after seeing me tear into a ribeye like a monkey on a cupcake but we were very LA and with that came our Earthy, nutty mother and Vegan lifestyle...basically I was tofu when tofu wasn't cool. We had to buy our food from health food stores that ran on wind panels and solar heating from guys who looked like Jesus and sold us our grains in paper bags with giant fans overhead keeping everything cool (and I suspect the bugs away) and local farmers which I still like to support. Through the years, my reach for processed and frankly, easy food has gotten out of hand. I admit - I find a glass of wine and take out Chinese far more appealing than bottled water and organic mung beans but let's face it...time to give my life an overhaul...and I will. It's time to make my health a priority and show my kids that Subway isn't a weekly staple to the Smith menu.
So when I return in 13 days, I will begin my 17 day journey toward health with a book called the 17 Day Diet...to ease the burden, I shall speak only in days. It's the little things. For today, I can do this.
Writing to you live from Panera...signing out.