But today marked my first day of not journaling … not even in my head. It wasn’t easy to tune out the voices, but I was able to do it … today.
While I don’t plan to ever report a play-by-play going forward like I’m about to do now, I did want to share my feelings on how today –my first day without reliance on my food journal — went.
All day, I tried to remember the ten basic tenets of Intuitive Eating (IE), which I read and reviewed last August. (You can read that review here).
I admit it felt very weird not to be writing things down, or going to Sparkpeople, but I really, really tried to listen to my hunger queues. It also felt weird not to be thinking in terms of Points or calories but rather to listen to what my body needed.
A couple noteworthy moments from today:
I listened to my body’s hunger queues and it felt nice.
Around 11 I started feeling super-hungry (breakfast — my usual Chobani yogurt, Kashi and berries — had been at 8:30).
I waited it out, let myself feel hunger (not fear it) — and, realizing it was real and not boredom/stress, I had some carrots and a Laughing Cow Light wedge while running errands at noon.
Then I came back to the office for my brought-from-home lunch, which was perfectly satisfying (leftover BBQ chicken, a couple sweet potato “fry”wedges, broccoli and an apple).
Still, I got very hungry again around 4, and knew dinner wouldn’t be til late. So I had a Luna bar (which was all I had on hand at work — need to remember almonds tomorrow) to stave off hunger and tide me over.
At dinner, I had a taste of the appetizer (stacked naan) we all shared and a piece of this Indian chip (I forget what it’s called). It was ok; not my thing but I did try it before predetermining I wouldn’t like it, and that’s progress :).
For my entree I went with what I was craving: red meat. (I think it’s because my period is coming — I usually crave red meat then and could easily go without it the other three weeks of the month).
So I ordered the sirloin steak salad with raita, which was absolutely delicious. I didn’t ask for it prepared dry or with any special preparation, for the first time ever since being on WW.
Why? Well, I knew it was a lean cut of meat, and told myself I was going to be ok if I ate til satisfaction. Still, not asking for it prepared dry was out of character for me. (Tiny steps!)
The amount of meat was the perfect size, and I surprised myself still leaving some of my meat and some salad, too on my plate. I felt satisfied, not stuffed at all.
Per usual, we shared dessert, and I had a few small tastes of each and, feeling very satisfied, sipped my water and Diet Coke when I was done. I enjoyed dessert tonight — no, I savored it. 🙂
At the grocery store later on, I had a couple things I needed to pick up. I found pretzels on sale in the snack aisle for my hubby’s party this weekend … and in the same aisle, instinctively grabbed a bag of Honey Nut Chex Mix (which I’d usually eat a handful of and toss).
But then I put the bag back on the shelf, realizing that was an impulsive move, and not intuitive. Plus, food (and money) isn’t meant to be thrown away. There’s nothing wrong with the Chex mix itself but I was buying it out of habit (to toss) which made no sense with my newfound ‘tude.
I had planned to work out tonight since I took yesterday off, so having digested, I did a quick cardio workout at the gym — but stopped before I typically would have pushed myself.
I got home around 10 and was feeling a little hungry but didn’t want to mindlessly munch. So I took a T of my fave all-natural chunky PB, brushed my teeth, and now I’m prepping for bed and waiting for my hubby to get home from class (he gets in around 11 M/W since he commutes to/from Ann Arbor for biz school).
All in all, I feel good.
I feel like I “grew up” a lot in these past 24 hours, and I hope to keep this mindset up tomorrow and going forward.
You won’t hear daily recaps from me going forward — this isn’t a food blog or a fitness blog — but I did want to share how my first day went.
As always, I’m going at this one day at a time. Wish me luck! And good luck to anyone else who would like to join me on this wild path.
I know it’s risky, but there’s a greater risk in not doing anything different and seeing the same results (i.e., none) … which is the definition of insanity.
Hope you have a great day!
Edited Thurs. a.m. — I woke and had a small “midnight incident” for the first time in a long time. (If you’ve been following my blog you know they used to be routine, where I’d wake and eat, usually timed right before TOM–the week before). I think when these moments happen, I will need to journal exactly what happened and pinpoint why. Hunger? Anxiety? Stress? Hormones? I went to sleep so happy about how my day had gone, so I think this time it was hormonal (due any day now for TOM) but I think it will be helpful to see when these incidents happen. That will be the only time I will commit to journaling over the next few days — if that happens again. It’s those midnight incidents that caused me to gain weight in the first place — I’m often on autopilot when they happen. I will hope for a better night tonight.