"It is not the ctitic who counts: not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles or where the doer of deeds could have done better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood, who strives valiantly, who errs and comes up short again and again, because there is no effort without error or shortcoming, but who knows the great enthusiasms, the great devotions, who spends himself for a worthy cause; who, at best, knows, in the end, the triumph of high achievement, and who, at the worst, if he fails, at least he fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who knew neither victory nor defeat."

~Theodore Roosevelt

Tuesday, February 8, 2011

I really do love food...

~Nothing would be more tiresome than eating and drinking if God had not made them a pleasure as well as a necessity.
~Voltaire

I swear I had so much to say earlier today. I was thinking how I wouldn't have time to blog everything. But now I have a glaring headache and can't think... haha, which is why I'm not doing homework in hopes that it will go away and I can THINK!

Let's see, I love food. I do. I can't believe how amazing food sounded all last week. And I couldn't care to eat and when I did it didn't taste good at all. Now I'm sitting here waiting for my next meal :) I've been craving everything. Pizza, bread sticks, bagels with cream cheese, cheese sticks, Chick-Fil-A, grilled cheese sandwiches, Doritos, three cheese tortellini, string cheese... and things I've never liked before. Like, Saturday I really really wanted a salad with grated cheese and little ham squares! Sounded amazing! Or when my roommate was cooking chili Friday, it smelled wonderful-and then all of the sudden not so much.

When I'm living away from home I struggle to eat a full three meals a day. More than anything I think because I don't like very many things. So I snack a lot. I am now determined to change that. I am going to eat regularly and plan all my meals and go grocery shopping with certain planned meals in mind. I hate that I'm gonna have to be so strict, but I have to. There you have it. A positive outcome... well, we'll see how it goes... of my being sick.
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