I was working away in the afternoon when hunger struck at 4 p.m. So it was decision time. Do I wait until I get home and eat everything in site because I am STARVING or do I go get something to eat to prevent that.
I hopped down the street and got a vegie wrap that did the trick. That really makes a difference when you eat when you get hungry, because I didn't need to snack when I got home.
The mistake I made, though, was listening to voice mail while I ate. I had to listen to a Tenant ramble on and I didn't pay attention to my eating. So that kinda of sucked, but I noted not to do that again.
So another successful day of intuitive eating.
Thursday, August 13, 2009
Monday, August 10, 2009
At Work - Intuitive Eating
Monday. Not my favourite day o'week, but I don't think its anyone's fav.
This is the test. Monday. Working on budgets. Will she succumb to the need for play food today, just to avoid eating? No, she did not succumb. Whoo hoo.
I instead turned to surfing the web when I wanted to distract from the work I really should have been doing. I wasn't hungry when I checked in with the ye old stomach. Nope, it answered despite me stating, if yer hungry I'll feed you whatever you want. Stomach replied that it was all good.
Seriously, I would have to say that I really did do well. When I felt like going to get a little snack, and realized all I was doing was avoiding work, the need for a snack went away.
What was also interesting was when I came home, I was quiet hungry. I had a snack and then waited until I was hungry again for dinner. I was alone tonight for dinner, so instead of plunking in front of the t.v., I sat at the dining room table and fought with the cat over my salmon burger. I gave in and kitty had a little bit, but for the most part, I was full and happy. Now the husband is eating two hours after me, and my desire to nibble a little of his dinner is zilch. I'm still full from my dinner and if I am not hungry, then I don't eat.
I'm moving this coming weekend, so that should be interesting.
This is the test. Monday. Working on budgets. Will she succumb to the need for play food today, just to avoid eating? No, she did not succumb. Whoo hoo.
I instead turned to surfing the web when I wanted to distract from the work I really should have been doing. I wasn't hungry when I checked in with the ye old stomach. Nope, it answered despite me stating, if yer hungry I'll feed you whatever you want. Stomach replied that it was all good.
Seriously, I would have to say that I really did do well. When I felt like going to get a little snack, and realized all I was doing was avoiding work, the need for a snack went away.
What was also interesting was when I came home, I was quiet hungry. I had a snack and then waited until I was hungry again for dinner. I was alone tonight for dinner, so instead of plunking in front of the t.v., I sat at the dining room table and fought with the cat over my salmon burger. I gave in and kitty had a little bit, but for the most part, I was full and happy. Now the husband is eating two hours after me, and my desire to nibble a little of his dinner is zilch. I'm still full from my dinner and if I am not hungry, then I don't eat.
I'm moving this coming weekend, so that should be interesting.
Sunday, August 9, 2009
Baby needs a Bagel
Got up this morning and asked myself what I wanted for breakfast. Blueberry bagel with cream cheese. Yes, please. So off I went to the grocery store to get bagels and coffee. Mmmm I only had half, cause I was full, but man oh man did it hit the spot.
I also seem to want fish. Dinner tonight is not up for debate. Salmon burgers. Done deal.
What I find is now that I tell myself, you want it, you got it - then thats it. I stop thinking about it. I am in such a good mood that I am kicking the DH out the door to go play golf while I pack up our kitchen (we move into our new place next weekend).
I also have received some more information about intuitive eating from Ditch Diets and Live Lighter. So I'm going to start reading that as soon as I finish reading Intuitive Eating.
Last night I threw out a half a glass of white wine. I had enough so I didn't want anymore. That alone is a break through.
I know now that I am an emotional eater with the tendency to use food to avoid doing stuff I don't want to do. Or if I am bored. That is huge for me. I need to grow up and not use food as an excuse not to do stuff, like dishes or work. Instead, take a break and then come back to the task, but the sooner I get the task done, the sooner I can go do something I would rather do, like read.
I am also going to start meditating. If I am biologically not hungry, but looking for distraction, I think I'll trying meditating.
I also seem to want fish. Dinner tonight is not up for debate. Salmon burgers. Done deal.
What I find is now that I tell myself, you want it, you got it - then thats it. I stop thinking about it. I am in such a good mood that I am kicking the DH out the door to go play golf while I pack up our kitchen (we move into our new place next weekend).
I also have received some more information about intuitive eating from Ditch Diets and Live Lighter. So I'm going to start reading that as soon as I finish reading Intuitive Eating.
Last night I threw out a half a glass of white wine. I had enough so I didn't want anymore. That alone is a break through.
I know now that I am an emotional eater with the tendency to use food to avoid doing stuff I don't want to do. Or if I am bored. That is huge for me. I need to grow up and not use food as an excuse not to do stuff, like dishes or work. Instead, take a break and then come back to the task, but the sooner I get the task done, the sooner I can go do something I would rather do, like read.
I am also going to start meditating. If I am biologically not hungry, but looking for distraction, I think I'll trying meditating.
Saturday, August 8, 2009
Goodbye Diet
Today I started reading the book "Intuitive Eating". I decided to read this because I'm done. Done with dieting. I'm over it. I am 43 years old and I am sick und tired of trying to be all that I can be by denying the pleasures of eating, resting, and watching my navel. I am tired of being tired.
So. I picked this book up last night. Wow. I am half way through it, and I get it. I have found something that works with exactly the way I think. I hate ice cream. I mean I really hate ice cream. Everytime I eat it, I feel gross. But its comfort food right ? Something that is denied by most diets...so I ate it. I rebelled, and then hated myself more for eating. But its not me I hate, I just don't like ice cream.
The next thing was Mcfish sandwich, or whatever you call it at McDonalds. I have been denying myself for WEEKS to have one. WEEKS. I walked into McDs this afternoon. First of all, I walked into Mcds. I didn't do the sneaky drive through wearing dark glasses and a scarf over my head. I walked in. I stood in line. I could feel the judgement. But wait. I was surrounded by skinny people in athletic clothes!!!! I AM SERIOUS. They were buying McD burgers!!! And they were loud and proud. Well shut my mouth.
I bought the sandwich with a coffee. I sat my ass down and I made love to that sandwich. It was like the whole world disappeared and I was chewing like it was the best sandwich I had ever eaten. I thought, at the beginning, I would want to eat a half a dozen of them, because I was carrying around this want for WEEKS. I just had one. And when I was done, I was done. Not two, or three - just one. It was freaking awesome. For about 5 minutes. Then I burped. Oh yes, now I remember why I don't eat these things. The after taste is HORRIBLE. I needed to eat just one....and for the rest of the afternoon, I loved myself for letting go and eating that one sandwich. Now I realize what I really wanted was cod. So for dinner I am eating a nice piece of cod and I will make love to that too. And I betcha dollars to donuts, that the piece o'cod will be a hundred times better than that sandwich. Cause I am going to make that cod just right. No oil, no pound of salt, no grease. Just me and the cod. In love for the first time.
So. I picked this book up last night. Wow. I am half way through it, and I get it. I have found something that works with exactly the way I think. I hate ice cream. I mean I really hate ice cream. Everytime I eat it, I feel gross. But its comfort food right ? Something that is denied by most diets...so I ate it. I rebelled, and then hated myself more for eating. But its not me I hate, I just don't like ice cream.
The next thing was Mcfish sandwich, or whatever you call it at McDonalds. I have been denying myself for WEEKS to have one. WEEKS. I walked into McDs this afternoon. First of all, I walked into Mcds. I didn't do the sneaky drive through wearing dark glasses and a scarf over my head. I walked in. I stood in line. I could feel the judgement. But wait. I was surrounded by skinny people in athletic clothes!!!! I AM SERIOUS. They were buying McD burgers!!! And they were loud and proud. Well shut my mouth.
I bought the sandwich with a coffee. I sat my ass down and I made love to that sandwich. It was like the whole world disappeared and I was chewing like it was the best sandwich I had ever eaten. I thought, at the beginning, I would want to eat a half a dozen of them, because I was carrying around this want for WEEKS. I just had one. And when I was done, I was done. Not two, or three - just one. It was freaking awesome. For about 5 minutes. Then I burped. Oh yes, now I remember why I don't eat these things. The after taste is HORRIBLE. I needed to eat just one....and for the rest of the afternoon, I loved myself for letting go and eating that one sandwich. Now I realize what I really wanted was cod. So for dinner I am eating a nice piece of cod and I will make love to that too. And I betcha dollars to donuts, that the piece o'cod will be a hundred times better than that sandwich. Cause I am going to make that cod just right. No oil, no pound of salt, no grease. Just me and the cod. In love for the first time.
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