Tis the Season
'Tis the Season for Overeatin'.
This time of year tends to remind me that I'm fat. There just seem to be many opportunities to overeat. Now, part of the fun of being over 40 is the whole new vocabulary that you get to learn. You get to learn big words like "macular degeneration" "atrial fibrilation" and "portion control". Portion control is the politically correct way of saying "Don't eat so damn much!" Which I'm trying to do. There's never just a good time to do it.
Since it's the end of October, there is currently 10 lbs of candy in my house and more to come. Then in a month it will be Thanksgiving. And many of us don't just have one dinner. Some folks have to spread it out over multiple days and multiple families. Which tends to lead to overeating.
And just while I'm still stuffed from Thanksgiving, Christmas comes around. And it's not just Christmas day. It's all the Holiday parties. Plus my birthday is in the middle of that as well, which usually involves cake. More calories and more overeating.
Then we've got to make it past New Years. With minimal planning you can find yourself at an all-you-can-eat buffet with an open bar. And of course I think, "Eh, I'll diet in January. That's what it's for." Of course who comes around in January? Girl Scouts and their cookies. Thin Mints have been breaking New Year's resolutions since 1951.
February? Valentines Day. More candy. March? St. Patricks Day. April? Easter. Bringing about once a year goodies like marshmallow covered eggs and Reese's eggs that will make me gain weight just by looking at them. June, July and August also present lots of opportunities to overeat. Mother's Day. Father's Day. Various picnics and outings. Even September isn't safe. Many Oktoberfests will start in September if you're north of the Mason-Dixon.
So, basically, I've come to the conclusion that the season to overeat starts in October and then proceeds to lasts 12 months.
This time of year tends to remind me that I'm fat. There just seem to be many opportunities to overeat. Now, part of the fun of being over 40 is the whole new vocabulary that you get to learn. You get to learn big words like "macular degeneration" "atrial fibrilation" and "portion control". Portion control is the politically correct way of saying "Don't eat so damn much!" Which I'm trying to do. There's never just a good time to do it.
Since it's the end of October, there is currently 10 lbs of candy in my house and more to come. Then in a month it will be Thanksgiving. And many of us don't just have one dinner. Some folks have to spread it out over multiple days and multiple families. Which tends to lead to overeating.
And just while I'm still stuffed from Thanksgiving, Christmas comes around. And it's not just Christmas day. It's all the Holiday parties. Plus my birthday is in the middle of that as well, which usually involves cake. More calories and more overeating.
Then we've got to make it past New Years. With minimal planning you can find yourself at an all-you-can-eat buffet with an open bar. And of course I think, "Eh, I'll diet in January. That's what it's for." Of course who comes around in January? Girl Scouts and their cookies. Thin Mints have been breaking New Year's resolutions since 1951.
February? Valentines Day. More candy. March? St. Patricks Day. April? Easter. Bringing about once a year goodies like marshmallow covered eggs and Reese's eggs that will make me gain weight just by looking at them. June, July and August also present lots of opportunities to overeat. Mother's Day. Father's Day. Various picnics and outings. Even September isn't safe. Many Oktoberfests will start in September if you're north of the Mason-Dixon.
So, basically, I've come to the conclusion that the season to overeat starts in October and then proceeds to lasts 12 months.

