Yesterday was kinda a bummer of a day. I am a real Valentine … born one, maiden name is … yep, Valentine. Hubby gave me tons of dark chocolate the day before and I felt obligated to eat … most of it.
Yesterday my tummy hated me … fiercely. All the unclean foods eaten, eating past the point of full and the over load of chocolate had its revenge. No sleep two nights in a row and I can’t get 10 feet from the bathroom. Sorry … TMI.
As someone who swears I love to eat ... there are soooo many times I have eaten but not registered the taste at all. Yesterday … while I was dying … I thought about the weight loss class I attended. We were taught to eat only foods that were an 8-10 on our personal Richter scale. In addition to that lesson … if you don’t eat s-l-o-w-l-y and enjoy the food … well, your tummy being full doesn’t get to TELL you gentle BUT it will TELL you.
I like to watch the different cooking shows available in my area … Farmhouse Rules, Trisha Yearwood but my favorite is Valerie Bertinelli. Valerie oohhs and aahhs and even hops around when she eats making me believe she loves AND enjoys what she is eating.
I didn’t follow these two valuable lessons the last month … or two … or three.
My tummy doesn’t feel … loved.
*Read my reasons for chunking alllll these pounds. Why did you start allll this??
*Planned and ate s-l-o-w-l-y and mindfully … got one day done.
*Stop when you are physically full … my tummy was broke, so not so sure about this.
*Exercise … Arrrrgh, I gotta get moving again.
*Not my food. Oh, well kiddo!
My arms won’t look smaller … just coz I cover them up. ~Kenlie@alltheweigh
Here’s to … LIFE … uncovered.