For as tiny and petite as Maya is (still only in 25th percentile for height and weight–as she has been all her life), she has always been a good eater: very in tune with her body, hunger levels, and even thirst. I’ve often been impressed by how intuitively she eats — telling me she isn’t hungry “yet” for snack at snack-time … or asking for more at dinner because she isn’t satiated. She constantly refills her own water glass and will often choose fruit before any other option.
She amazes me, day in and day out and I pray she’s always this good an eater.
I, on the other hand, have absolutely never, ever, ever been an intuitive eater. Never.
Oh, sure, I’ve tried … many times. And have consistently failed. Continue reading “Trusting their guts when I don’t trust my own”
There’s intuitive eating, which can be defined as rejecting the diet mentality, listening to your body and honoring hunger cues to eat as intuitively as possible. Infants and toddlers are excellent intuitive eaters … and somewhere along the way, people like me have lost our ability to eat intuitively. (I blogged about this at Babble.com a couple months ago).
We need a reset button in order to re-learn how to eat in this manner. Continue reading “Entitlement Eating”
One of my biggest fears about having a daughter has been passing along my food issues to her. Though I’m long past my dark days of disordered eating, I still think a lot about food and fitness quite a bit (and still journal) and though they don’t plague me, I still emotionally eat from time to time and still have “fat” days. Even though I know I’m not actually “fat,” I certainly have some weight to lose to get to my feel-best weight/size and I will eventually …
[Sadly, even an upcoming Caribbean trip this spring isn’t enough to get me to the gym regularly again and off the sweets. <<Sigh>> One of these days I’ll get it together…]
Anyway, yesterday I had to catch myself when I saw Maya’s daily log at school. Continue reading “Seconds”
A friend and I were discussing whether or not we’ll need to count Points (or calories, etc.) forever. It led to this short little analogy I wanted to share today.
I said to her, I don’t know if you’ll necessarily need to count forever … but to me it’s like a bank account. I hate balancing it, but it’s part of my life. Some people have lots of money in the bank and don’t need to worry about it … others need to live paycheck to paycheck. In the proverbial sense, I need to live “paycheck to paycheck.”
I very much think of food like money; if I don’t have an idea of what’s in my checking account, I’ll no doubt go on a “shopping spree.” Continue reading “Balancing the Checkbook”
Friends and family alike have always teased me about being a picky eater.
Long before my disordered eating issues began, I was a picky eater, often related to my body’s intolerance to certain foods (I have I.B.S. which flares up with creamy foods, tomato-based foods, etc.)
And once I joined Weight Watchers in 2004, and began paying closer attention to what I ate, the I.B.S. flare-ups subsided (although not entirely).
Then, as I learned more about nutrition … I became even more picky/selectively restrictive, for different reasons (i.e., disordered ones). Continue reading “Hi, My Name is Pseudo-Sally, in Recovery”
One of the premises of intuitive eating is eating what you really want, instead of what you think you “should” have.
The rationale is if you eat what you’re truly craving, you’ll do it in moderation and won’t overeat mindlessly because you’re giving your body what it really wants.
For example if I am craving, let’s say, chocolate and I try to quell my hunger (emotional or physical) with pudding, I’ll end up eating the pudding and the chocolate and probably some peanut butter too, for good measure.
Which means way more calories than had I just had the taste of chocolate and enjoyed it. Continue reading “When Only Waffles Will Do”
Though I took all Honors/AP classes in high school and did really well at nearly all of them, I found out the hard way I simply wasn’t cut out for Honors Chemistry … and probably should have cut my losses instead of pushing myself through the class.
But, being stubborn and not being one to easily accept that I’m not good at something … I finished the class.
Our teacher, Mrs. Gantz, used to tell us (her “Chem Wizards”) that we were “sucking wind” when we didn’t get something but thought we did/pretended to, to avoid embarassment … and then flunked a quiz or exam.
This happened a lot with me; I’d study like mad, I’d think I knew the material … and then suddenly would find myself battering test anxiety, discovering I couldn’t balance chemical reactions and was just kidding myself. I was always more interested in reading/writing/history than science, and it showed. Continue reading “Asking for Help”