Reality: As of today, I officially have plans every night for the next 23 days.
Confession: Over the weekend I did a gigantic trust fall into the arms of intuitive eating.
I know. I KNOW.
The last time I even went near the topic of Intuitive Eating was in March.
I was skeptical. I still am.
Food and healthy living bloggers, Evacuate The Dance Floor.
We are on High Alert.
Reality: Effective Thursday, everything I have put in front of me will be the most wonderful, delicious, Best Of All Possible Worlds-type arrangement a girl could want.
We all know given the choice to feast or fast, I will feast. Always.
But 20 days of feasting?
That’s a pretty bold proposition. I’m completely mentally prepared to go to Europe and come back heavier. But I also don’t want to spend the better part of a month feeling bloated, puffy, overly full, or in any other way uncomfortable.
Because quite simply, that will suck.
It will not make me feel like I am a part of The Jet Set and it will not encourage me when I should be feeling absolutely beautiful getting ready for dinner.
Rah-rah. Intuitive Eating isn’t a diet. It’s not about abusing your body with or by withholding food, it’s about Nourishing Yourself and Honoring Your Hunger.
I get eating when I’m hungry. But Honoring my Hunger?
I’m the kind of person who deals in specifics. Like, I get being hungry, but when you tell me to “know the signals,” like, that’s a little bit vague.
Is hunger the point where I start to fixate on a certain food? When I have a headache? When I start getting snarky? When I pass out? When everyone in the meeting can hear my stomach grumbling?
A scale of 1-10 is all right and good, but considering that our friend Sara thought on a scale of 1 – An Unknown Number her pain during childbirth was at a 3, what does a scale like that even mean anymore?
It’s disconcerting, really.
Anyway, I’m on Day…5 of “Honoring my Hunger.” I still feel like I have zero clarity (I was hoping for An Epiphany), but the wheels haven’t totally fallen off of the wagon yet.
What I can say…
- Between my evening on Nicollet Mall and my cousin’s graduation party, I didn’t gain any weight.
- I’m grazing like crazy (is that normal?). For me, lunch has turned into more of a 12 PM – 2 PM thing.
- I have to cut myself off. CONSTANTLY.
- I have not once felt “hangry.”
- I have not craved processed (packaged) foods.
- I immediately noticed my body’s transition from fall/winter foods to summer foods.
Should I buy The Book? Maybe. But at this point, I think that we can all agree that I may as well see how this week goes before I try to make any sort of epic commitment.
Do you eat intuitively?
Does “Honoring Your Hunger” mean anything to you?