While I do believe that my experiences and observations during Food Rehab 2010 are relevant to A Runner’s Delight, I also realize many people come here for information rather than personal triumph, woe, and check in. That said, if you’re curious as to how the past seven weeks have been going, you’re welcome to keep reading under the cut. And if you’re not curious, then…don’t.
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After reading and reviewing David Kessler’s The End of Overeating: Taking Control of the Insatiable American Appetite, I felt empowered to work on my own health pitfall of overeating foods that stimulate rather than appropriately eating foods that satiate. In order to change not just my habits but really my entire approach to food, I analyzed what triggers me to overeat, and came up with a few basic rules to follow in order to get a grip.
At my last check-in, I was on a dessert-streak that probably needed to get phased out, there was still some cheese-action to squelched, and holy whole-grains was I still feeling some toast love!
And now you’re in the know!
Okay, the negatives first: well, I caved at ate French fries a few times. And a walloping amount of potatoes in general somehow…mashed, scalloped, and those pesky-but-terrific homefries (that Mama’s Royal Cafe knocks out of the park) keep showing up at weekend brunch. I was basically a potato-head. No wonder that weird “Mr. Potato-Head” jingle kept ringing in my ears while I was running the other day.
I also did eat pizza a few times (twice, to be exact), but there’s a positive to be had on that slice! Both times pizza was eaten in an extremely positive manner, which was accomplished by eating a whole lot of salad before allowing any cheesy-goodness near me (also, this helped me let the pizza cool, which I like way more than hot pizza). First time – three regular slices; second time: two gargantuan slices. Considering old RD’s habits (and let’s face it – my extreme desire in the moment), this was a pretty big accomplishment.
Eating at work is still not going amazingly well. I mean, I am eating at work. I’m almost always eating veggies at work. But I don’t think I’m eating enough. The other day I forgot my lunch and was feeling stingy and not like buying anything, so I waited til I got home and promptly ate a peanut butter sandwich so fast I almost choked myself with it. My mom used to say you could kill yourself by not swallowing your peanut butter on something, and I now totally believe her. Death by pb would have been so humiliating, too.
Accentuating the positive now: besides kicking some pizza-crust, I also was a responsible French fry eater. It’s just every other kind of potato that’s got me feeling like a spud. I’m continuing to make reasonable efforts to make stellar choices when I’m out and about, and I’m still forsaking all the tempting treats in my neighborhood (why are there three bakeries within a five block radius?) and not buying treats that aren’t fruit at the grocery store. I feel healthy, and while I know I still a ways to go, I definitely feel as though I’ve made some progress in the “satiate not stimulate” arena.
So much of this is a mental game. It’s allowing myself to be aware of the choices I make every single moment of the day, to actively make good choices when I’m really tired and in the moment don’t care, and to dialed in without fail. (Well, at least attempt to not fail!) As I continue to keep my head in check, it’s hard not to notice the way other people eat and how food affects them. I feel like I can either fall back into old habits that will eventually catch up to me physically, or I can keep pursuing a more centered sense of myself while eating.
It’s hard not to eat six cookies in one sitting, or to finish an entire order of French fries. Jesus, it’s hard – and I’m a little worried that I’ll never not want to eat that way, and I’ll spend the next 100 years just being pretend hungry. But that’s not possible, is it? And I guess the point isn’t that I never eat six cookies in one sitting again…it’s simply that I don’t do it as a habit, or without fully intending to and being aware of my actions.
Okay, new goals: Keep up the good exercise work! Seriously, eat protein at work. Ask for half the usual amount of potatoes at brunch.