I’m not Catholic, or, really, religious in any sense at all, but I like the idea of Lent — giving up something that you like in order to reflect on the idea of sacrifice (note this is a very abbreviated version of what Lent is). A few years ago my daughter wanted to experience Lent so she and I both gave up something we liked: She the Internet and I my precious, precious Coke Zero. It was a near thing, but we both survived.
This year I’ve decided to do something Lent-ish again, and in this case, from now until Easter, I am giving up something I really like: Junk food. Which in this case I am defining as cookies, candy bars, chips — basically, if it comes in crinkly packaging and/or the primary ingredients are some combination of sugar, salt and fat, it’s off limits until Easter Sunday.
Why do this? One, because I’m currently at 180 pounds (i.e., too much for my own comfort level with my own body) and I need to lose weight, and cutting out all the crap will be useful to that end (I may also — gasp! — exercise). Two, because I’ve never gone six weeks without junk food of any sort and I’m curious to see what happens when I do. I like to think I’ll replace all that crap with, like, fruits and vegetables and such. It’s more likely I’ll just be cranky for six weeks because I can’t have my candy. We’ll see.
I’m telling you so that if any of you see me with a Snickers bar you can smack it out of my hand and berate me for it. I’ve already told Krissy not to let me slide, which I suspect means that the first thing she will do when she gets home is set a flamethrower to our pantry. Let her. Let the cleansing begin.
Farewell, candy, chips, cookies and other assorted crap. I’ll see you again on HOLY GOD APRIL 20 WHY IS IT SOOOOOO FAR WAY NOOOOOOOOO
Anyway, here we go.
Pray for me.
(P.S.: During Lent I will be taking the money I usually spend on crap and donating it to our local food bank. You know. As you do.)