Thursday, July 16, 2009
As I've thought more and more about why I eat and what I'm eating, I've found myself. . . not eating. I'm rarely truly hungry, and when I am, it doesn't take much to fill me up. I thought about how I ate as a teenager. Back then, it was 1 pop tart or a half a sausage biscuit for breakfast, if I ate breakfast at all, a salad or stuffed potato for lunch, a small snack occasionally when I came in from school, and maybe dinner if I enjoyed what my mother made.
These days I often skip breakfast. I know that's bad, but I'm often not hungry. When I do eat, it's cereal with skim milk. I would never even consider a pop tart breakfast anymore. I may as well pour myself a nice, tall glass of refined sugar and start chugging! I usually skip straight to lunch at around 11:30. I'll eat a sandwich or a bowl of soup. I also like to make my own tuna salad. I like a lot of mustard, and a dab of light mayo with a spoon of relish. And I don't eat it on white bread or saltines anymore. I love to eat it on Cracked Pepper and Olive Oil Triscuits.
Dinner is practically a thing of the past. I still enjoy eating with my family, and Tuesday night I made a lighter version of my "Taco Pie" with red beans and rice. I found myself even more satisfied with an evenly portioned child sized plate than I would have an overflowing adult sized plate followed by dessert!