Dear Friends,
At 6:30am we all got up and gathered around the scale.
"Almost 2 pounds!" Exclaimed Mind, in surprise. "What exactly are we losing, body water? Body fat or inflammation?"
"Must you analyze everything?" Complacency snapped at Mind.
"Don't I look different?" Body begged for our approval.
"No," Mind replied cruelly. "Try the black skirt."
"You will continue wearing your oversized, overpriced linen outfits till I tell you otherwise, you hear?" Complacency said firmly, dragging Body away from the mirror, down to the swimming pool.
9:15 - 1 pouch of organic, gluten-free tasteless something, soaked in 1 cup of hot milk laced with turmeric and ginger, handful of pumpkin seeds (high in zinc, to boost collagen production)
12:00 - Mind was not looking forward to another "healthy" meal, painful Body didn't want to lift a finger, Complacency seemed distracted.
13:00 - everyone was still hungry, but no one moved.
13:15 - locked jaw, needing to move and chew, encouraged the left hand to reheat the chicken. Right hand wouldn't cooperate to make a salad.
14:35 - Body fell asleep while Mind was reading a book titled, I Feel Great about My Hands And Other UNEXPECTED Joys of Aging.
16:00 - I gave Body 2 squares of dark chocolate and 4 Brazil nuts, hoping she would produce enough "feel good" hormones to consent to a promenade.
16:22 - Nothing was sadder than a lonely walk through the empty streets of a holiday stricken city. Where was everybody? Complacency stopped in front of the local fruit and vegetable market. She insisted we buy plants to revive the herb garden on the balcony and the two empty flower boxes on the kitchen counter.
"Gardening will lift our spirits!" She said cheerfully, with total disregard for the pleading Body.
Body was fed up with us all. No one seemed to take her pain seriously. The impatient Mind was wondering whether all our issues stemmed from lack of male companionship and romance.
We passed in front of the pancake house where they serve cheap white wine.
"Old, ugly, pain ridden Body! Can't you see, I need to drink to forget you belong to me!"
Mind's impatience with Body's lack of improvement had turned into viciousness. Complacency saved Mind from temptation.
19:00 - all dressed, but dusty balcony, caught between dirty, spotty glasses, looked like a filthy child wearing new clothes. Body was horrified at the thought of having to wash the windows.
"We will call in professional window cleaners," Complacency reassured her. Mind shook her head in disapproval, and walked away.
20:00 - basil from "jardinet" replaced the customary mint in our cucumber soup (1 cup plain yogourt, 2 shredded mini cucumbers, 2 chopped green onions, 2 shredded radishes, handful of crushed walnuts and sesame seeds, 1tsp olive oil, salt and pepper).
21:59 - to my dismay, no one is getting ready to go to bed yet. There is something inexplicable in the air. Is it annoyance, cabin fever, weariness? Have we already lost interest in Renaissance Project?
3 savoured, 63 left to delight in (hopefully)
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