Every family has ritualized stories told about the members. My story, usually told by my father, involves me crying on the soccer field at eight when my awesome rainbow colored shoes laces got muddy. My brother’s story involves him (at three? four?) stating, “Brett NEEDS more food”. Well, I guess I am channeling my brother, because Brooke needs more food.
You may or may not know that I am working at a school library this spring. Knowing that I am sitting more I started making food decision based on that. I made green juices, smoothies and salads for my meals. All great meals, but just not substantive enough. Even though I am sitting around I still need enough food to feel satisfied. Enough food so that I don’t want to snack or eat a huge dinner. More importantly, enough food to have the energy to workout in the afternoon (a time I really don’t want to be working out).
Eating enough food is a common topic amongst those trying to lose weight, maintain weight or even those who want to gain weight. I guess that means everyone, doesn’t it? Enough is really more complex than the calories consumed because it addresses the mental aspect. I suspect that is the more challenging and for me, sitting in a library all day, it is making this more challenging than normal. You see, I am not busy at the library. I am trying to fill my time and naturally I start thinking about lunch. When the kids come in with their (rather foul smelling) lunches then I know it will be time for me to eat soon. When the kids come in with their sandwiches and sodas and cheetos I start thinking about my smoothie. Which suddenly doesn’t seem satisfying enough.
So today I began again. I made myself a big ole salad with lots of fun, crunchy foods, a variety of textures, proteins, fats and I believe a whole head of lettuce. J. That sounds like enough food. Maybe too much. That is a problem I can handle.