How many times have I (or you) said, “Tomorrow?”
For many “dieters,” tomorrow is a good thing. A chance for redemption and optimism and a new start. In the words of Scarlett O’Hara – “tomorrow is another day.”
But for some, tomorrow is a bad thing. Tomorrow means letting go of today. Yes, that can be a good thing too, when we think about moving past our mistakes and going forward. But it can be a very bad thing. Today can be filled with eating in anticipation of tomorrow’s fresh start. And today can repeat, over and over, as tomorrow doesn’t come or doesn’t meet up to its promise. Today should not be a throw away. Tomorrow should start today.
I appreciate Annie’s optimism. (We redheads have to stick together, after all.) That the sun will come out tomorrow. That it’s only a day away. Yay for something to look forward to and for optimism and maybe even for planning. But I have to stop giving up on today. I get it – the notion of moving on if I stumble, picking up and dusting off. Tomorrow. If the day is over, or if I end whatever craziness the day has brought to my life, then putting today behind me and moving towards another day is indeed a good thing. But I can’t just tell myself that today doesn’t count so I can live in the moment (aka eat whatever I want) in anticipation of the new day. Today is now. Today keeps happening over and over again. Tomorrow really never gets here.
Gotta live in today, not tomorrow.
Does this make sense to anyone but me?
P.S. Today was a perfectly fine day. Yesterday too. This post was written once upon a time, some day not today. It’s my thinking in general… not necessarily my reality in this moment. Just clarifying.