I love that even though I have fallen off the wagon hundreds of times, I’ve gotten back up every single time. I am learning to take every negative occurrence and every challenge in life as a stepping stone to grow from the inside. We are presented with challenges in order to learn life’s lessons. If everything went perfect all the time, we would be content with a lackluster life.
I’ve working on learning to appreciate my body for the things it DOES and not the way it LOOKS. This body gets me through hours of workouts each week, free of injury! I can’t think of any other machine that actually gets BETTER the harder you work it. I have to learn to be thankful for my body, and it will thank me in return.
When you eat, do you actually intentionally eat?
I woke up this morning to a post by MrsFatAss (I love this women more than a man who can dance). She talked about eating. I like to talk about eating. I like to talk about food. More importantly, I like to think of my journey in finding a new love and passion with food and how I enjoy it.
We are a family of eaters on the run. While most of our meals are actually taken together, my two year old doesn’t sit for long and eats most of her food walking around. My son sits well with us, but inhales his food and talks the whole time. My husband and I both eat fast, usually while taking a work call or driving a kid somewhere or cutting a kid’s food into pieces or studying BIOLOGY flashcards. And while I am clearing away the dishes and shuffling everyone off to activities or homework or bathtime I take mindless bites of food left on plates, because I very rarely feel full or satisfied after a meal.
Yes. I said it. I very rarely feel either full or satisfied. I sometimes feel stuffed, because I’ve eaten so fast or so mindlessly that the only thing that cues me to stop is that feeling that there’s just no more room. And satisfied? Nevah. I can’t remember the last time I actually savored a meal, considered the flavors, appreciated the textures, taken in the atmosphere. And I’m a foodie! Seems like EVERY meal should be a real experience for me.
Do you feel like you need one of these?
- Do you sit down to eat?
- Do you sit in front of a computer? TV?
- Are you actually hungry when you eat?
- Do you stop when you’re satisfied and not FULL?
- Do you actually enjoy what you’re eating?
There was this book
And this article ‘Stop when full? You much be French’
In deciding when it’s time to push away from the table, it seems that the French may be responding to different eating signals than Americans. In a recent study, researchers from my Cornell Food Lab asked 133 participants from Paris and 145 from Chicago to complete a brief survey on their food habits, posing the question “How do you know when you are through eating dinner?”The Parisians said they knew they were through when they no longer felt hungry or when the food no longer tasted good to them. Their answers suggested that they’re influenced by internal cues — whether they liked the taste of the food or whether they wanted to leave room for a later dessert — to tell them dinner’s over.
In Chicago, it was a different ball game. The 145 Americans relied on external cues of satiety. They said they knew they were through eating when they cleaned their plate, when everyone else at the table was finished or when the TV show they were watching was over.
The Americans were more influenced by their environment than whether they were actually still hungry. Since most of the signals in our society, from TV commercials to our best friends, tell us to “eat, eat, eat,” it can be difficult to control intake if we’re ignoring our own bodies.
WE ARE NOT LISTENING TO OUR BODIES! How could we? We’re constantly being thrown around from work, trying to squeeze in fitness, TV, blogging, school, laundry, etc. We are constantly on the go and what suffers is our ability to actually listen to ourselves.
I usually eat my meal on my bed in front of twitter, shoveling it in and then like MrsFatAss looking for something else. However, today I actually stopped. I said a prayer a moment of reflection. Switching gears to be present in eating. Listening to my body and being honest with myself in knowing that I could and AM present.
So, how do you eat? Do you feel like MrsFatAss? How do you enjoy food?