TCOY

I resisted the Gimmee Jimmy's soft chocolate-chip cookies
in the supermarket at 4:30 P.M.--but I probably should not
write late at night about cookies when I haven't had a proper dinner,
because I just finished a sleeve of frozen Girl Scout Thin Mints.

Not TCBY, that frozen yogurt place. This is TCOY, and it stands for Take Care of Yourself. I learned this phrase as a young magazine writer. Our longstanding editor was soon to hand over the reins to someone new, and we were all sent to a daylong seminar at a fancy hotel on Central Park South, where the woman in charge talked about change, and how to adapt to it. She gave us each a star, and told us to write T, C, O and Y on four of the points. I can't remember more specifics, or what was on the fifth point, but the idea was to stand up for and believe in yourself and your abilities in the face of big change.

I've decided to start putting a TCOY footnote on the bottom of each of my daily blog posts, to remind myself of the things I'm doing right each day on the road to good health and personal peace. I've realized that if I think about these things as something I will be reporting later, I might try harder.

I'm partly inspired by my friend and fellow writer, Kim. Here is her blog: http://blogsgotnotitle.blogspot.com. Kim not only writes wonderful posts but also links us [if we want to go] to her food diary, her efforts to stay healthy and fit. I so admire her oatmeal and salads and soups and fruits and walks and yoga classes. [Yay, Kim!]

Good night.

TCOY

1. Boot camp.
2. Cradled, with longing, big tubs of chocolate-chunk cookies at grocery store but put them down and chose 3 thin Florentine Lace cookies from bakery section [.12 lb. at $9.99/lb., so $1.20].
3. Herbal tea.
4. Walked Sug around block once.
5. Iced coffee.