Glutton Part 6

"I know it seems restrictive."   These were the first words I heard from the Weight Watchers leader, a  beautiful, slim 50-something woman.  She seemed really nice.  I mean, my attitude wasn't bad to begin with.  She continued, "But eating whatever you want is how you got here in the first place."

Was this heifer for real? I haven't eaten 'whatever I want' since 8th grade.  (If I had known, I would have really enjoyed those meals more.) 

Do people really think that's how fat people get fat?  That we just gorge ourselves on whatever suits our fancy for a few decades and then go on a diet?  Is this why it's so easy for you to dismiss us?  Make fun of us?  Pity us?

I cannot remember the last meal I just enjoyed.  Even if the food was superb, I'm always thinking about the consequences.  Remember the great meal I had in Belgium? Seriously one of the top ten experiences of my life.  Wanna know what I was thinking as I savored that delicious cheese croquette?

"Oh good grief, I hope my pants fit at least until the plane ride home.  Is there anywhere one could buy a pair of yoga pants in Belgium?  Why are the people most likely to wear yoga pants also the most likely to NOT do yoga?  What if the pants I am wearing literally explode from fatness right now?  When I get back to the USA I am going to eat nothing but Atkin's protein shakes for six months.  That will totally work.  In fact, it may work too well.  What if I get so skinny that people think I am anorexic?  What if I become anorexic? 

Meanwhile my husband was enjoying the identical food and thinking something like this. "Cheese...good." 

And I'm not making fun of him.  That's all you should be thinking while eating a meal.  But being a glutton robs you of the pleasure of food. 

If we really want to dissect the sin of gluttony, this is the heart of it.  Eating and NOT enjoying it.  Food becomes the enemy and each day's success or failure is measured against that adversary alone.