For those of you who are just joining us, I found out I have high triglycerides. Like high is 150, mine is 575. So my doctor put me on the Mediterranean diet and said I have six months to get my number down or I have to go on a pill. And as much as I love my meat, I really don’t want to go on another pill. And as I am laid up with a fractured leg, diet is the most important thing I can do for myself.
Well, I have to admit, I didn’t read the handouts she gave me that day. She said plant based diet with fish so that is what I have been doing. Thank goodness I can still have sushi. But I was really bummed about having to change my diet so drastically. I love steak. The only meat my son eats is browned ground beef or turkey…. So I reluctantly pass on every dish that I once loved.
Most people who become vegetarian do so out of conviction, I am doing it out of reluctance. I love vegetables, as a side or a salad. Not as my main course. Sure I can roast a pan of broccoli and eat it with rice, but wouldn’t it be better with chicken???
Before you get into the BUTS, I recently read a Mayo Clinic article on the Mediterranean diet and I in fact can have some chicken boobs once or twice a week along with fish. I am glad I read the article because I have been eating fish a little more than that and I need to reign it in. Live and learn.
My reluctance is probably not limited to my diet. For the time being I am laid up and can not walk, let alone exercise. I am not much of an athlete to begin with, but I am going to have to move slowly into an exercise regime once I am cleared by the doctor or physical therapist. Walking, then running, and yoga will probably compromise my plan to begin with, but I do plan on doing some weight training as I have a Spartan race to train for.
But really, the bottom line is I want to be in my 20’s again. I want to be able to eat what I want, not exercise, and still have a nice figure! Why must nature be so cruel? I don’t want to change as change is difficult and painful. But as one friend said, its gonna hurt one way or another.
So here I sit with my rice and broccoli and sadness.
Sometimes we get to chose the change, sometimes the change chooses us.
But I rarely learn without a 2×4 upside the head. Maybe my slap upside the head can be your gentle nudge to make improvements to your own life. Because life keeps on coming at us, whether we like it or not.