Lead me not into temptation
Monday, July 06, 2009
It was yesterday that I got the call from my doctor, and at the time the news was devastating. I have metabolic syndrome, which is a fancy way of saying that my metabolism is wacky. After my doc ran through all the wonderful things I could no longer eat and gave me the number for a weightloss program I was feeling confident that I could do this. For a better life and slimmer figure I could make the changes in my life, it might take some adjusting, but with time I can become accustom to my new diet. Coincidentally however my roommates decided that same day to have a pizza and ice cream party. And as the aroma of the greasy cheese and fatty ice cream I once thought was mana itself wafted to me I thought that God must truly be punishing me. In the end though I know it was best for me not to partake of the mass amount of diabetes strewn before me, and comforted myself as a gnawed on my baby carrots that sometime in the future, beyond my current reasoning, it was worth it.