Wednesday 8 July 2015

Guilt Inducing App...

I am a huge fan of technology and an even bigger fan of apps. I have all types of useful apps (or in my case apps I use to avoid having to face another blank page, a new document in word or having to pick up a pen and write something) that check from how well I sleep, to how much I walk, run, exercise, stress, to apps able to verify how straight my pictures are on the wall. So since I have decided to eat better, I looked for a food diary app (the market is full of them so I just named mine The Guilt inducing app). After debating between a few of them, I choose the one easier to use and less complicated by a complex menu. I started by inputting the foods and amounts consummated that day. Now we get to the part of why I have called it the Guilt Inducing App (or GIA for short). Everything I ate became a number of calories and a fat quantity, the lack of exercise during the first day when I started to input my meals made me feel a lot guiltier than I feel when I usually miss a day in the gym. I thought this was meant to make my life easier, not to make me disregard the Belgian Chocolate Éclairs I had in my fridge. What is wrong with the world when you have an app that makes you feel guilty? So instead of having my Éclairs I went for two plain chicken wraps with tomatoes and cucumber. Fudging Lemon Cupcake (please insert whatever swear words comes to mind as I still try to respect my new No Swear Rule). Between the not smoking and now the healthier diet, the only thing keeping me normal is my occasional alcohol consumption. And even that is not often enough.
Going back to my Guilt Inducing App I think I should delete it. It becomes quite addictive to count calories, made so easily by the fact you have the products already in their list, so the only thing left to do is to choose the quantity. I start to understand a bit people that go on constant diets with calorie counting as a main interest, but I am not one of them. My life is too busy at the moment and I will not bore myself with the guilt of enjoying the occasional treat (every day, curse you: Lola’s Cupcakes, Patisserie Valerie or Café Concerto). And between the hours I put in the gym and the 10,000 steps nearly every day I think a GIA is not for me.
So now I have finished venting my frustration regarding the Guilt Inducing app I have to return to my book. My friends continue to ask for the first draft (it will take a long while for them to receive it as I find more and more “important” subjects to debate or new hobbies – yes to Muay Thai K-Boxing). Back to writing… And my chocolate box and Nutella covered Pringles. And maybe I will just watch another episode of "House of Horrors" and then back to my novel... Damn you ID...



Me and Chocolate...  One of those...

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