This diet that isnít a diet isnít working out all that well. The food pyramid looked so easy and so enticing, but I think now that I couldnít see the green leafy vegetables for the bagels and tortillas and bran muffins. Plus, there just arenít enough portions of ice cream and apple pie allowed to suit me. Iím not sure being the perfect picture of health is worth all the deprivation.
I need cookies to be happy. They donít have to be Oreos or Chips Ahoy; Fig Newtons or coconut macaroons will do. I didnít realize how much this mattered until I went without the good things in life for a couple of months.
This doesnít mean Iím going to go back to slamming a whole bag of Layís Salt and Vinegar potato chips just to pass the time in the afternoon. Iíve actually developed a fondness for the four-bean salad Iíve been making, and I think between that and canned fruit cocktail and the occasional apple or banana (or plum), Iíve got the fruit and vegetable section of the pyramid covered.
But Iím going to back off on the hard line for a while. Iím not going to obsess over what I canít eat or what I must eat, at least not as much as Iíve been doing lately. The one thing Iíll use to keep me from slipping into a slough of decadence and debauchery is the same mantra Iíve been using since the pyramid was revealed to me: ďSmall portions.Ē