I think I might rediscover good old-fashioned eating sense along this path. Last night for the Olympic opening ceremonies we ordered from the Pie Pizzaria--INCLUDING their fabulous cheesy bread. We also made salads and sat down to feast. I feasted and enjoyed every bite. I stopped after eating 2/3 of a calzone that was the size of the plate, four cheesy bread sticks (large) and all the salad. I wasn't overly full. 1/2 hour later I WAS overly full. Ah HA! Maybe that's why grandma always said to leave the table before I was full--because if I eat till I'm actually full at the table, I'll be TOO full shortly after.
Course, part of my problem is that I don't mind feeling too full. I like that feeling, and my lifestyle usually supports it--sitting on the couch watching the Olympics was just right. Sewing, reading, practicing the harp, doing any kind of craft, cooking, talking---all those things work just fine. Books always talk about feeling sluggish and bad after overeating. Sluggish--yes,probably, but bad? RARELY. I've been blessed with good health and I usually feel just fine.
I will admit though, that I had no desire for the rest of the calzone today. I still ate plenty, including a delicious steak at a friend's. Will I ever just get tired of food in general? I don't think so---especially if I'm waiting for hunger before I eat. That's what makes me nervous about trying to do this. One thing I can try is to do something more active after dinner---then I might notice more that being weighed down with food doesn't feel good.
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