Maybe some diet thing…let’s take gluten (or, you know...avoid it like the plague) Isn’t it fun to talk about gluten nowadays? People are so passionate about their love/hatred of gluten. Ahh, I remember, as a child, eating gluten straight from the pan...
I bet that if pressed (really hard) many people couldn’t tell you exactly what gluten is, other than something that might be the cause of that gassy, bloaty feeling. It's definitely that. Not all the pizza you ate. So, is it white? I think it’s white. No, maybe it’s no colour. Is it sticky? I want to say gluey? That seems to obvious. Best to avoid it. Unless it’s in cookies. In that case, you gluten-free guys are on your own, pass the cookies.
My favourite are the people who boldly go against the whole calories consumed/calories burned thing and tell me that calories are irrelevant. It’s the quality of the calories. Oooh, yeah, let's say that! (I love these guys.) I may not be able to justify ice-cream, but I can still consume lots of fun stuff under this theory. Protein! They just lovelovelove protein. Excuse me while I go eat a steak.
I also enjoy the people who say that we exercise way too hard. We need to let our bodies recover. 10 minutes on the treadmill today? Whoa, easy there. Better take a week to “recover.” Now, I’m not an idiot. I’ve been to Denny’s. Clearly there are cases where this is the exception and not the rule, but whatever…let’s run with it. Or just walk. Did I mention how much I love the people who say walking is way better exercise than running?
My Nikes were are totally on board with this idea, they don’t like running either. They are 15 years old. About 87 in people years. So out of style that they are borderline back in style but with none of the bonuses like built-in arch support, walking-on-air technology, heel support, calve support (full body support, mental-health support?) Mine merely stare at me from the closet (and kinda judgey too, if I’m being honest) with their lazy eye (hole near the toe) and say whatever. Just Do It, just don’t do it, what do I care, I’m a shoe.
I think that one of these days, someone is going to have to admit that “everything in moderation” is really the only plan anyone needs. Well, everything but loving my family, right?? Surely I can go nuts with that one? Sorry, nope. (helicopter parenting and all that).
What about helping others? Yeah, uh…no. Sorry. Probably not unless you are a nun. Why do you think they can’t have husbands or kids? They can't go overboard on God if they have a family too. On the other hand, listen. If you are going overboard on helping people, just never mind. Knock yourself out. There are worse things.
It really, really sucks to have to moderate stuff, though. Some things we don’t want to ease off (aforementioned ice-cream consumption) and some things we don’t want to even get up to speed on (aforementioned exercising). Some things we don't even do in the first place (aforementioned helping people) Sometimes we just want an excuse to say aforementioned three times because we mistakenly think it makes us appear smart. Once, maybe. Three times...overkill, my friend.
Anyway, I’m not an expert (which is what I can safely say about any topic) but I’m using this blog as therapy and since I spend so much of my days gently reminding myself – everything in moderation, you idiot (okay, maybe not gently) I will also remind you guys. I’m sure you’ll be much better at it than me. If nothing else, it’s a reason to get off the treadmill and go consume some quality calories. You can say I told you to. You’re welcome.