It was nearly two weeks since I last rowed. Somewhere along the way, during my writing of A Story About Self-Confidence: What’s In A Name?, a month~long story at Eville Medical in the Sammohini Arc of “The Story,” I picked up disparately severe headaches, some disquietingly lasting several days or weeks. I felt the subtlest pangs of tension against my neck and spine rowing just now, but where’s the gain without pain? Well, right there.
Whenever we accomplish something, we always throw a party, have celebratory foods, and live it up. What if, instead, we celebrate just as we do when we normally would, with a bit of fanfare, some appreciation for doing a job well done, but not as much of the celebratory binge-eating that causes all sorts of physical and mental problems long-term? We can still enjoy the celebration, but having a sugary cake isn’t all that necessary.
The easiest way to not stuff yourself at any buffet, family gathering, or social party is limiting the amount you eat. If you only eat one plate, careful not to pile that plate with enough food to feed yourself for a week. If you only eat for a certain amount of time, careful not to stuff your face. That’s why I like counting calories. It’s rigid. 300 calories are calculating. You can’t turn 300 calories into 100 calories.
My least favorite food is… probably something I haven’t considered eating in years. If I’m thinking of the question for purposes outside of hahahah tomfooled, bro!, I don’t much like the taste of mint or lemon, so I tend to avoid those flavors. If your weight isn’t great, like mine, I would recommend that you avoid any foods with carbs, proteins, or fats that have insidious calorie counts, like I avoid minty or lemony foods.
It’s boring counting calories and it’s exciting eating. The point isn’t so much to count the calories themselves as much to remove the psychological control eating has over us. If we can’t control our appetites, how can we control our minds in other regards? If we can’t do anything to even limit our caloric intake from a basic moderation perspective, we lose. That’s where, whenever I’ve lost weight, it’s because I’ve been analyzing those numbers.
As a journalistic spectator of three game jams, I’ve seen many well-intending attendees burn themselves out 48 hours to produce playable games; even with lectures by organizers. I’ve seen others manage their time well, eat decently and sleep well, all without any health risks. The more you practice a creative avocation, working toward turning it into a vocation, the more you have to be your own boss at some gig that won’t let you work overtime.
The first time I went into a float tank, over five years ago, when I laid down in the epsom salts, I heard about twelve cracks from my upper back. I’d held tension there for years. Even my previously last deep stretch, stretching my back with a 6′ PVC pole, didn’t get that deep, and I’ve never replicated that level of stretching. I hate thinking that was a lifetime of tension built up in my back.
I’ve had headaches on and off for the past month. I don’t want to row while having a headache because the source of my headaches are usually tension based. It could be a lower back thing – I did fall onto my tailbone on my rowing machine a few years ago – or it could be a mental stress thing. The problem is, for the next few weeks, I’m just stuck with headaches and not rowing consistently.
After weeks of overindulgent over-consumption of sugary snacks of sorts seemingly innocent, I realized all of those should go. Anything that doesn’t nourish well – or, if it’s not my favorite coffee-dipping crackers – should go, but, unlike donating anything that’s not trash to a thrift store, there aren’t as many food banks in this area, and the ones that are around are more exclusive. It’s unfortunate how much food goes to waste that could be helpful.
The problem with following a strict calorie counting regime, that being avoiding eating over 2000 calories daily, is that sometimes you just need to eat more. Either through mental or physical stress, despite all your best intentions of small frequent meals, you might find yourself craving something you know isn’t healthy. I’ve eaten thousands over my daily calorie budget and though it feels good and is sometimes necessary, it’s unfortunate, but still, it’s perfectly fine; moderately.