I am taking, what can only be described as a very novel approach, certainly for me, on food. Now, it is well known to those near and dear to me that I am a foodie from way back. I LOVE food. I love cooking food, entertaining at home revolves around beautiful food, my daily activities are worked around when I’m going to eat, and not the other way round, outings and destinations are decided by the quality of food available in transit and upon arrival. If there isn't going to be decent food THERE or on the way THERE, well, we simply don't go.
I do not share food, my portion is MY portion, and my children have long understood the danger of coming between my hand and my mouth when there is food involved. They also learnt at an early age not to make any shrill or unnecessary noises before or during breakfast, they learnt that once I sat down and began eating that unless they were bleeding, the house was actually on fire or they were choking on a toy, they absolutely could not disturb me and they learnt whilst still in the womb not to approach me at all when I’m hungry.
I do not share food, my portion is MY portion, and my children have long understood the danger of coming between my hand and my mouth when there is food involved. They also learnt at an early age not to make any shrill or unnecessary noises before or during breakfast, they learnt that once I sat down and began eating that unless they were bleeding, the house was actually on fire or they were choking on a toy, they absolutely could not disturb me and they learnt whilst still in the womb not to approach me at all when I’m hungry.
I absolutely need to eat when I am hungry or god help you all, I do not however have to be hungry to eat, and that is where I can come a bit unstuck when I get on that lying black & silver box in the bathroom fondly known as “Roger” in our house.
Roger, more commonly known as bathroom scales in non-Murray households, is a malicious lying bastard and he’s been saying nasty nasty things to me lately. Like I’m getting fat. How bloody dare he. What the hell would he know, sitting on the bathroom floor doing bloody nothing all day. He's obviously has been subjected to a bit much steam in there and is malfunctioning. Only thing is, he’s not saying the same things to Scott, so I thought maybe, now that I’ve hit the big 40, I should have a closer look at my day to day eating habits and see if there is any possible room for improvement. Seems there is. Hard to believe my “eat whatever you want, whenever you want until you feel sick to bursting” approach is not all that great. Who’d have thought…
Anywhooooo, after doing a bit of research, seems the best approach is the NON DIET approach – diets are bad you understand (I’ve always known this on some INSTINCTIVE level) - seems like all you really have to do is you eat ONLY when you’re hungry (what sort of crazy talk is THAT!????) eat until you are satisfied but not over full (more craaaaaazy talk) enjoy every mouthful (very important and something I can easily manage) and do a bit of exercise most days.
I think even I can manage this new fang dangled approach – anything that says I can still have chocolate and cheese as long as I enjoy every mouthful has got to be a winner. I’ll keep you posted on the new thinner me…I’m off to organize dinner – I am hungry afterall…
Roger, more commonly known as bathroom scales in non-Murray households, is a malicious lying bastard and he’s been saying nasty nasty things to me lately. Like I’m getting fat. How bloody dare he. What the hell would he know, sitting on the bathroom floor doing bloody nothing all day. He's obviously has been subjected to a bit much steam in there and is malfunctioning. Only thing is, he’s not saying the same things to Scott, so I thought maybe, now that I’ve hit the big 40, I should have a closer look at my day to day eating habits and see if there is any possible room for improvement. Seems there is. Hard to believe my “eat whatever you want, whenever you want until you feel sick to bursting” approach is not all that great. Who’d have thought…
Anywhooooo, after doing a bit of research, seems the best approach is the NON DIET approach – diets are bad you understand (I’ve always known this on some INSTINCTIVE level) - seems like all you really have to do is you eat ONLY when you’re hungry (what sort of crazy talk is THAT!????) eat until you are satisfied but not over full (more craaaaaazy talk) enjoy every mouthful (very important and something I can easily manage) and do a bit of exercise most days.
I think even I can manage this new fang dangled approach – anything that says I can still have chocolate and cheese as long as I enjoy every mouthful has got to be a winner. I’ll keep you posted on the new thinner me…I’m off to organize dinner – I am hungry afterall…
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