Monday, May 09, 2011

My medically-imposed exile is over. 2 days in New Orleans showed me that. I can eat and drink what I wish within reason and not suffer any debilitating effects. That's a big relief. Now I am going right back to my penitent routine anyway. The monk's path is the path for me. Brown rice, kale, clean water- what more is there I ask?

See you at Munson Monday.



Ms. Moon said...

I wondered what the monk would do in New Orleans. Not a city for monks, is it?

hitops said...

I guess "within reason" is the sticking point, huh? The slope is slippery.

Juancho said...

I think there are lots of noble monks in New Orleans, but they don't frequent the Quarter.

@HT- I have re-secured my cramp-ons and I am prepared for another 6 month expedition.

Velosopher said...

As a long-time food penitent, I second the "slippery slope" comment. I find that when I go "off the diet" for a while, I tend to think "Finally, I really can eat what I want and feel good!" However, after a couple weeks, crappiness begins to work its way back in to my days, and it always takes me a while to realize it's the diet. And then a while longer to feel the benefit of my corrections.