I’m obsessed with eating. When I’m eating breakfast, I’m thinking ahead to what I’m going to have for dinner. When I’m nervous I eat. When I’m sad I eat. When I’m happy I eat. Few things are gross or traumatic enough to make me lose my appetite. I think I’ve used the phrase “I lost my appetite” maybe once in my life. I hear people say things like “Wow, I was so busy that I forgot to eat” and I want to slap them. I wish I was not so fixated on eating, because if I didn’t eat so much I wouldn’t have to work out so much to burn it off, and if I didn’t spend so much time exercising I’d actually have some time to do other things. But that’s not how it worked out. I have a deep survival instinct that tells me to consume as many calories as possible so that I have ample fat stores to survive the next ice age. On the flip side, I love being active. I love the way I look and feel when I’m fit and trim and muscular. I row in the lightweight class sometimes (or aspire to, when I’m not at weight) and that requires a strict 130lbs or under limit. Since I am only 5-foot-3 and not big-boned that should be a completely reasonable and healthy weight. Except that I am a girl who loves to eat. I know I’m not the only person in this situation: an exceptionally busy food-lover who doesn’t want her weight to get out of control. So in this short series I am sharing my tricks — and in doing so, hoping to keep myself accountable. Here are a few of my favorites:
- Do prep work to prepare for the nibbles
- Suck on hot, no-calorie beverages
- Know your protiens
- A huge pot of soup is your friend
In each of this series, I’ll go into one of these in a bit more detail.
