Saturday, February 04, 2006

Detox: The aftermath

Well February is here and how exactly did I go in Jan? I managed to stick to the detox (until it was broken in spectacular fashion at the end of the month). Yes, true to my predictions, it was socialising which did it for me. Several guests were visiting Melbourne for the first time and really, when showing someone around your beloved city, are you going to take them home and make them eat steamed greens with you? Or are you going to take them out for some damn fine food and suffer the consequences?

Yes, well, you surmise correctly. A couple of restaurant visits, a few gorgeous home cooked meals and detox went right out the window. And even after they'd left, I continued to dabble on the dark side - an ice cream here and nibble of chocolate there. But, and here is the weird thing, it just didn't taste right anymore. Maybe the joys of Trampoline's Hazelnut gelato had ruined Conneisseur for me and I do suspect that the hot days wrecked the chocolate I'd left in the cupboards, it seems to have fat bloom or sugar bloom or something. But they don't deliver their old kick and I feel unsatisfied and yet still bloated afterwards. Blah.

On the upside, my clothing seems to have shifted down a size and while welcome, is not really enough. When pregnant with the Plumbaby, I holed up on the couch with 10 (yes you read correctly) 10 kilos of Valrhona (they were about to stop selling it here in 5 k bags and they were the last two in the shop, I had to buy them okay??) and some of that indulgence is still distinctly evident. So I think I will continue on some kind of modified eating plan for the near future. But, I still find this all rather tedious. I like food. and I like cooking it, buying it, seeking out new forms and buying ridiculous numbers of cookbooks. There are seven food memoirs next to my bed, four magazines and twenty-one cookbooks. I was in a bookshop yesterday and picked up Diana Henry's Roast Figs, Sugar Snow: Food To Warm The Soul. It amazed me, every picture, every dish, was of such heart-warming, life-affirming food. I bit my lip and fought back the tears (this reaction honestly stunned me, I do not like to cry in public and certainly not in Dymocks!). I looked at the pictures and thought this is how to eat, this is what life is about. And yet.

The answer, Figman would say, is exercise more. But I'm just not that motivated. My (soon to be ex) personal trainer says that I am the third least enthusiastic person he has ever worked with! This is not a compliment. It is symbolic of my stubborn will and my relunctance to force something I detest on me, for my greater good.

Because, at heart, I am happy in my own skin. I am comfortable being me. And I don't feel motivated at all to change me for anyone else's approval. But the health issues are pertinent and I am going to have to push on until I've finished making babies and can just slide into middle age disgracefully and let myself go entirely. Ahem. Anyway, I think that the solution for me is to buy a cross-trainer (I didn't mind these at the gym and at least I can read while on one) and commit to a daily session. And I'm going to buy Roast Figs, Sugar Snow as soon as I can.

7 Comments:

At 7:17 PM, Blogger cin said...

I think everyone has these same feelings at one stage or another (if not constantly, like I do!). But I think it's great that you feel comfortable with yourself because you're a much happier person for it.

Do you enjoy long walks? That might be a good alternative to gyms...

 
At 10:13 AM, Anonymous Barbara said...

Well done to last so long on detox Plum. I'd forget about a cross trainer and take Plumbaby for lots of walks in the buggy.

 
At 10:11 PM, Blogger Caroline@Bibliocook.com said...

I don't know how you lasted so long on that detox diet Plum - well done! When you get round to buying Roast Figs, Sugar Snow let me know what you think...must dig out my copy (it got mislaid in one of my recent moves) and cook for it before our cold weather runs out...

 
At 10:43 PM, Blogger plum said...

Hi Cin and Barbara - I don't mind walking and the bubs and I do a fair bit of it. But it's simply not enough (plus we keep stopping to look in the shops etc)!

Hi Caroline - when I got into the swing of it, the desires for certain foods just faded and I think that helped. It's a bit too hot here right now for the book but I must have it.

 
At 12:11 AM, Blogger Niki said...

Totally empathise with you there, and completely understand. I've been taking brisk 30 minute walks every (ahem. almost every) day before lunch at work which actually has been less revolting than expected. If you think you're unmotivated, you have a very serious challenger in me. I can't stand excercise and the prickly, sticky, sweaty feeling you get.
We have a walking machine at home, which I (try to) use when the weather cools down, but it's really hard to read anything except glossy magazines with big photos because you're moving around too much. I just have the tv on REALLY loud. I don't much like the walking machine. It's a bit too much like hard work. :-/

 
At 12:14 AM, Blogger Niki said...

Actually, can I ask what things you did with your guests to show them Melbourne? We have some Danish people coming to stay with us next week for 5 nights (members of the choir who hosted us when we toured, and now they're touring Australia) and they have 2 full free days to be tourists. I'm not entirely sure what to recommend to them!

 
At 10:27 PM, Blogger plum said...

Hi Niki - yes well, you have my complete agreement about how loathesome exercise is!

About the Melb thing - we took our guests to places where they could experience something quite different to their own cities. This included Vietnamese lunch and a walk down Victoria Street, early morning at the Queen Victoria Market, Sri Lankan food for dinner and walks and gelato in St Kilda and Williamstown. They also had a look through the guides and chose some things to do on their own - Melb Musuem, Southbank, Botannical Gardens and so on.

A mix between "this is what we think you'd enjoy" on our part and "this is what we'd like to see" on theirs. But we all had a good time!

 

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