Anyone who thinks keeping to this (or any other) dietary lifestyle is easy is probably dreaming. It is not easy. We are so used to our habits . . . they are so ingrained . . . they keep coming back. But do we want our headstones to read “He was a good eater”? Do you want to muddle through the rest of your life feeling sort of “iffy” and doing little more with it than looking forward to your next meal? Isn’t there more to life?
We who have once reached our weight goal know that fried rice worked for us. So, of course, it will help us lose the weight we gained back, in our inevitably futile efforts to “sort of” return “a little bit” to our former lifestyle. Putting weight back on is so easy….it seems like the little fat cells are just crying for some pig fat rice. And may be they are.
By now we have figured out how to tell when you are losing weight. Occasional hunger spells which, we know, will pass if we don’t succumb to them, hunger spells which will become less and less noticeable over time. We just pick up Marcus Aurelius (again and again) and read a couple of more pages of the Emperor’s Handbook. We are important. We can do it. There really is more to life than eating and drinking. The pure pleasure of just being, looking at a simple quiet landscape, free of electronic gadgets, proud of our physique, knowing that, unlike most, we are in tune with nature, cannot be often surpassed.
As a postscript to all this, regardless of our religion, we have no choice but to recognize that in God’s mind, beauty and function are closely related. For example, God, or the First Mover, or whatever we call God, forces trees to lose their leaves in the Fall, in order that the seeds fall and in order to prepare for the coming freeze, and to rejuvinate in the Spring. But God did not need to make that process so beautiful. And though God gave us a free will, lacking in trees, God’s treatment of trees is instructive of things appreciated.