Last week’s “freedom” experiment morphed into a diet journalling exercise that has been most illuminating.
Before I eat, I have been asking myself (in writing):
- What do I want this food to do for me?
- How do I want to feel after I’ve eaten it?
And then I’ve been recording the results. Here’s an assortment of entries from the last 9 days:
Sunday
2:30 No lunch yet and feeling hungry. What do I want from food? ~not to feel hungry. ~ to just get by until supper.
Rushed to ferry. Ate pistachios and San Pellegrino lemonade sitting at the dock. Don’t feel hungry anymore but also don’t feel satisfied. Will cook a big pot of chili when I get home. Feel like I need protein and vegetables.
Monday
I want to eat to alleviate the fact that I have to face the Christmas party at Mom’s care home. I ate a bowl of chicken chili and felt full but not uncomfortable. Guess what? Food doesn’t take away responsibility so off to the party.
Party – not the least bit hungry but glad I went. Shared an orange with Mom and had a cup of coffee and a cookie just to be sociable.
Later
In the evening I remembered that I had all sorts of candies ready to decorate a gingerbread house. This is normally permission to to be stupid with food- just because it’s there.
Ate 2 toffees then made a cup of tea. Ate 2 more. Do I want more? Not really. They don’t add anything positive to how I feel. They don’t make me feel less hungry or nourished. They don’t leave a good taste. So will I eat more? Not if I want to get where I want to be.
So I didn’t. I have had that large bag of candy in my possession for a week and have eaten only 4. This is a result which may just deserve the adjective, “miraculous”.
One caveat: I’m doing this during the sanest two weeks of my hormonal month. Therefore, I’m committed to keeping this going right through the nuttiness of Christmas and people and hormones just to see if I can still get results.
Whatever, I have rarely felt so in control of my eating and so satisfied by what I do eat. As I said earlier: illuminating.
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