This little dietary exploration has been fun for me so far. I’m feeling a little like the Tin Man who just needed some parts oiled and was able to move again. By simply paying a little attention to what’s going on, I’ve been able to have some little successes. Yesterday, for example, I noticed a slight hunger sensation and went ahead and had a small snack since I had an appointment that delayed my lunchtime. That way I wasn’t ravenous at lunch so was able to have a reasonable portion and stop when full. I’ve also noticed thirst playing a part in the way I feel. I’m definitely not drinking enough water.
I downloaded a handy period tracker app for my phone (sorry fellas) and it has lots of cool features that help track cravings, moods, and other symptoms. I played around with that a little and it’s been interesting to note my cravings and moods and their relation to my cycle and stress level. It’s helpful to notice that how I’m feeling physically and emotionally has a profound effect on my appetite. A little preparation can go a long way I would imagine, especially when I know a vulnerable time is coming.
Another drip from the oil can fell on the part of me that knows food isn’t an adequate comfort mechanism. I suppose it isn’t enough to be aware that I use food for comfort, but I must be further aware that food ISN’T DOING A GOOD JOB. There is a much more perfect Source of comfort and He (God) is always available in plentiful supply. That knowledge has made me want to turn to food a little less… I know God and the glimpses I’ve had of His majesty make food seem like a pretty dumb substitute when I could have Him.
I’m feeling more able to “move” and function in a healthy way, especially since I’ve focused less on the food and more on my rationale. Another drop from the oil can fell on my brain, I guess. So I’ve noticed it makes a difference when I’m thinking about what I’m doing rather than making mindless decisions.
I had a stressful phone conversation at work and was startled to notice that my first thought upon hanging up the phone was “I need chocolate.” Hmmm…. I didn’t refuse myself the chocolate, but I got up and walked around the building outside to breathe some fresh air and clear my head, telling myself I’d get something if I still wanted it after I walked. The few moments diversion worked and I was onto another task that presented itself when a resident stopped me for conversation. I forgot about the chocolate, but learned a little lesson from that.
Hmmm… I’m still not going on a diet. Still not even setting a weight loss goal. But I feel like progress is being made.