It's not that I have anything against being unpredictable.
OK. So maybe I have a lot against unpredictability. If I'm ever slaughtered by a serial killer, I'm sure my keeping a routine will be pointed to as a reason for why I made an easy target. I can just hear it now.
So on Tuesday, she always went to barre. On Wednesdays, she always went to Starbucks. She always went to Whole Foods on either Saturday or Sunday. And she followed her weekend barre class with Bruegger's.
In general, I don't have an issue with this. Where I tend to have more of an issue with it is when people mock the routine, question the routine, or otherwise point it out.
From my perspective, it's like evidence-based data. If you know something works, you stick with it.
I sometimes give the Dietitian The Look when she asks about the routine. Usually, it's because she's noticing that something changed, and then she's asking me why it changed. And some days, I really can't answer -- I need a cue either about the meal she's looking at, or the specific day. Because... well, while yes, the routine is important, sometimes in life, it's hard to pinpoint why the routine had to change.
But, with that said, I will be the first to admit that I am typically thrown into a tailspin when the food routine gets disrupted.
Take last weekend. I saw on Facebook after barre that there was a transformer explosion/fire at the intersection where a) I turn to go home, but more importantly, b) where Bruegger's is.
But I'm optimistic some days, so I went through that intersection, to see if maybe I could still get my bagel.
Sure enough, closed.
Not a problem, I think. I have food at home.
Except for the bit when I got home and wandered for 45 minutes because I had no clue what I wanted to eat, nothing was inspiring me, and why should I bother with food that's not inspiring?
Might need to think that routine a bit. Or, if nothing else, come up with backup routines.
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