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You know that feeling, when you first meet someone special, someone that you know is just going to rock your world and change your life? That nervous, excited, jittery, can-hardly-stand-still-I'm-so-giddy, everything's-coming-up-roses feeling? Well I'm having that. Over food. And the miraculous thing? It's not even junk food...

For a while now, I've been flirting with the idea of making some heavy duty changes to my diet. I've been reading stuff on the internet, checking out books, and all of that fun stuff. Everything looked really good, but my oh-so-tasty Processed Food just wouldn't let me go.

I've been reading Jillian Michael's "Master Your Metabolism," and it's like the veil has lifted, and I've come to some drastic conclusions.

Processed Food and I have a sick, twisted relationship. Processed Food used to be a fun, comforting "friend" that's been with me since childhood. My relationship with Processed Food started out innocently enough. It just tasted so good. It was always there with me when I was crying over disappointments, or if I was bored or lonely. When I was little it would just visit me occasionally, but as I got to be a teenager, Processed Food became more and more seductive.

Sometimes I'd sneak Processed Food into my bedroom to be alone with It without my parent's knowing. When I went away to college, Processed Food moved in with me and made Itself right at home. And when I came home from Iraq, I couldn't get ENOUGH of Processed Food.

I knew Processed Food wasn't good for me--in my mind, I knew that. Everyone said so. But the more Processed Food I got, the more I wanted. Pretty soon, Processed Food had firmly rooted Itself in my life. I kept hearing over and over how Processed Food was so bad for me, but I just couldn't see any of Its drawbacks. So what if It made me fat? I could just exercise more. So what if it was costing me an arm and a leg? Money was no subsitute for the benefits I was getting from my relationship with Processed Food. Pretty soon the cravings, the NEED for Processed Food became uncontrolable. And I discovered that Processed Food wasn't as innocent as I'd thought all along.

I couldn't go anywhere, or do anything without the thought of Processed Food. I made several attempts to have an affair with Whole Food and Healthy Food, but they just didn't do it for me like Processed Food did. The more time I spent with Processed Food, the less I recognized myself. I started to feel terrible. My body felt sick and unhealthy. I started to think about the possible ramifications that would arise in the not-too-distant future if I continued my relationship with Processed Food. It's friends, Diabetes and Heart-Disease have already visted other family members, and I'm afraid it won't be long before they're wanting to visit me. I mean, why wouldn't they? I've certainly given them the message that I'm expecting them to stop and say hello with my constant relationship with Processed Food. This scares the living daylights out of me. Diabetes and Heart-Disease are just so unwelcome. They will just TOTALLY mess up my life, and once they're here, there will be NO getting rid of them.

So for the past month and a half or so, I've been trying to hide-out from Processed Food. I've been trying to avoid it, but I haven't had the best of luck, because It's still living with me. I haven't had the heart or the guts to throw it out. But I finally mustered the courage about 2 weeks ago. I'm threw Processed Food to the curb and slammed the door on it.

I'm going to welcome Whole and Healthy Foods into my life. It's going to be expensive, and I'm a little nervous about that. Processed Food was a cheap roomate, and Whole and Healthy Foods are going to require a little more of my wallet and a LOT more of my time. I think it's going to be really weird having them around at first. They're not going to taste the same, and my craving for Processed Food isn't just going to instantly go away. But Whole and Healthy Foods have awesome friends like Longevity, Immunity, Healthy Weight, and Glowing Appearance. So I'm feeling a little twitterpaited at the thought of beginning my relationship with Whole and Healthy Foods. I really hope it's a feeling that lasts. It might be a little bumpy in the beginning as we get to know each other--and I have no doubt Processed Food is going to scream at me to let It back in the house--but in the long run, I KNOW I'm just going to be so much better off with Whole and Healthy Foods.