Ah, it has been a bad week.
Technically, I have been good, I have been resisting all temptation, despite an overwhelming urge to pig out.
But I have by far not been eating often enough, or drinking enough water.
Funny thing though, I used to want to pig out on chocolate and cake and sweets, but now those foods are hardly appealing.
I could die for a rack of ribs and a plate of chips. I could kill world leaders for some creamed spinnach and I would part with my own family for a proper roast...reis, vleis en aartapels!
Us 'Afrikaaners' never have had the healthiest eating patterns, and in some people it shows, but there is nothing better than my grandmother's home cooked meals to put a spring in your step and make you feel warm and fuzzy inside.
I never thought of myself as an emotional eater, in contrast, I can't eat if I'm angry, but lately, I just want to eat something that reminds me I'm at home (if that makes any sense).
The healthy eating thing is great, and I feel healthy, but I also feel detached somehow.
I can't eat often because I'm not all that happy(it's been a bad week) and I'm not happy cos I'm not eating properly.
I have also begun to think that perhaps I am a seasonal eater, as soon as it gets cold, I crave 'snacky' foods or carbs.
I have this uncontrolable urge to dive under a duvet with a bowl of popcorn, hot chocolate and my mommy's famous cheese snackwiches.(trust me, you can only understand if you've tasted them).
But instead, I find excuses to keep walking and graze on apples, frezzing my arse off.
Now here's an idea, why can't someone come up with the perfect winter diet?
Monday, May 25, 2009
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