“Don’t eat so fast,” my Mother said when I was just a little girl, but it didn’t help. I gulp food down; it has always been that way. I am a speed eater.
I am the first to make a happy plate. I am the first who gets up to get seconds. I don’t care if different foods touch each other. I don’t care if food is plated the right way. For me, it’s about the eating-sensation and nothing else.
Digestion begins in the mouth THEY say. “Yeah, whatever,” that’s what I said.
I watched my friend the other day, how she enjoyed her meal and found the time to talk to me while we were eating. She takes a small bite and then chews on her food forever and three days. I counted it; she chews every bite between 25-40 times. I was stunned.
She pauses for a while, sips on her wine or leans back (Who in right state of mind does that?) then she continues eating. I chew a few times left, then right and down it goes.
There is a movie with Barbra Streisand, where she takes her time to find the right balance of food on her fork. She calls it THE PERFECT BITE; I watched it and just shook my head. Of course, that’s Hollywood, they come up with stuff like that. What do they know about real life?
I had different goals. I tried to balance the highest piles of food on my plate without dropping anything. I tried to eat as much as I could in one session.
My husband, he too takes his time eating. He can spend 30 minutes on his dinner plate -what drives me bonkers. I am already cleaning the kitchen, and he is still not even halfway done.
Perhaps that’s why they are thin and I am fat?
A lot has changed during the last 3 weeks. I am not sure if there is a word for it, but if I had to invent a word, I would call it FOOD AWARENESS.
My portions are smaller lately, there are no seconds or thirds.
I enjoy the new food combinations we are trying, and for the first time, I try to find the right balance. I eat slower, make it last longer and without knowing I feel full quicker. Perhaps I even chew more -not that I would admit it to anybody.
I am not sure how to explain it, but I think I am starting to embrace the new lifestyle a little bit. I can feel a difference deep inside me that doesn’t show on the outside.
I hurt less. I am still hurting but I feel better. I think I am on the right track, but have not even scratched the surface yet. My RA is in full bloom. I had a few painful flares but overall I feel better. Less stiff, and less swollen perhaps.
I have lost 14 pounds. 1 more pound and I will be under ‘300’. Yes, please!
I am still morbidly obese, I am still not able to walk very far and getting up hurts, but I am going in the right direction -finally!