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Sunday, August 1, 2010

Lost in the Sea of Blubber

Place yourself out in the middle of the ocean where all you see is sky, water, and your vessel. Ah, this is beautiful. As you look about and scan the sky, you see a speck growing larger and larger. Gradually you can make out a parachute with a human dangling below the billowing fabric.

You think back and recall the distant sound of a plane flying over several minutes ago. This person must have jumped from the plane. Why? Why out here in the middle of nowhere? And where are they going to land as they float closer and closer to you? Yep, that's right. On your deck. They're aiming right for your deck. It's the only thing in sight for miles.

Thud! Bump! Plop! Rustle, flap, flap, flap. "Hello!" she says gathering up her chute in her arms fishing the last of it out of the water. You're too much in shock to even get out a "ha," and before you can ask, "What the...." when she inquires, "Where ya from?"

"USA,"  you stammer, throwing in, "Heading to the Bahamas" 'cause you knew that was going to be the next question.
"Me too," she sings. "Where are your charts and compass? You seem to be off course, at least that's how it appears from above."

You insist, "I don't need charts and a compass. The islands are just right over there!" pointing and thinking, "Who IS this person?" knowing in fact that you have no idea what direction you are truly pointing toward with nothing but sky and water as far as the eye can see.

Buzzzzzzzzzz. Alarm goes off. You wake up dazed and groggy, then, gaining consciousness, begin to pray, "Thank God it was a dream!" and crawl out of bed. You can't believe you were trying to defend your position while lost at sea with nothing to guide you to your destination, secretly glad to have company while drifting alone in the middle of nowhere.

Sipping coffee, you think back to yesterday and the conversation with your dietitian. She tried to explain why it's so important to keep your food diary up to date.
She explained it's like trying to sail from one point to another without a compass and charts, like how do you know which direction to head if you don't know where you'll never get to where you want to go. "They don't paint white lines on the water nor post road signs along the way. Chart your course and keep your eyes on the compass, otherwise........"

Sitting down at the computer you begin to chart, er, type what you just had for breakfast and say to yourself, "She's right. I'm stayin' on course. Dietitians make good navigators. I never want to be lost in a sea of blubber again."

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