If you do this low carb thing long enough…there comes a point where you stop thinking in terms of being on a diet, what you can or cannot have.
It stops being about the scale. It stops being about clothing size.
Because your feel so much better when you are kind to your body, gradually–almost imperceptibly–one day, “I can’t eat that” becomes “I don’t eat that.”
At that point, past sins or future promises no longer captivate. None of it matters.
One cannot obsess over the destination when fully present in the journey.
This is Low Carb Zen.
Spice cake whoopie pie muffiny things. With frosting. Because, yum!
I spent three days touring Kansas farms, and came away with some (maybe) surprising conclusions about the food we eat.