Day Three: I’m Over the Goat Urge

I am over the goat urge.  I thought that today was supposed to be worse than yesterday.  It wasn’t.  It was actually easier.  Today was all about keeping intake up with burn.  I’m not sure I was entirely successful, but I definitely feel better today.  I’m tired, but that has more to do with going to bed at midnight, getting up at 4:45 AM, and following that up with going to bed at 11:30 then getting up at 4:45 AM once again.  That makes me tired not matter what I am eating.

The lesson today, though, is really about anticipating the worst.  I got myself all worked up last night anticipating that today would be pure HELL.  I anticipated all kinds of strange urges.  I anticipated a Cabinet of Carnage full of wonderful delicacies…pastries, donuts, and bagels…then more donuts, cake, and more cake.  It was empty again today.  I anticipated raging hunger pangs.  I anticipated smelling everyone around me eating lunch at their desks and me tackling someone to get at their styrofoam containers.  That didn’t happen.  I anticipated all kinds of horrible feelings, but none of them, NONE OF THEM, came.

And therein lies the message.

Tomorrow will only be as horrible as you make it.  You can’t possibly KNOW what tomorrow will bring today, so why bother sweating it?  I could have had a more pleasant night last night.  I probably could have gotten more sleep.  Yes, more sleep.  I think that is what I will do tonight.  I will get sleep.  I will not sweat tomorrow.  It will be what it will be, and, tonight, the only impact I can have on tomorrow is to iron my clothes so I don’t have to do it in the morning.  So there.

One of the highlights of the day?  I’m over the goat urge.