As I turn a new chapter in life, I begin to realize that sharing with others is probably going to help me get over my issues with food. Or if not, I’ll just simply help someone gain perspective.
Food. A much worse four-letter than the other one, to me at least. It captivates and holds hostage my brain, my hormones, emotions, and physical well being. For others, food is not that important. However, for chubby ol’ Tootsie, it’s everything. My brain is wired to secrete copious amounts of endorphins when I eat anything with loads of sugar, fat, and salt. Tomorrow, I begin my new running program. With research, I’ve discovered that running regularly is a natural way to make your body release these special endorphins that my brain would kill for. We shall see over time whether it can switch the ol’ noodle to a much healthier way of life.
Until the next time, Tootsie