Consuming oddity
So, I've been trying to cut down on my snacking with no results, so when I was at the grocery today I picked up some Slimfast. I've never used it before but other members of my family have with fairly decent results. I had one after dinner, and they're right, I'm not hungry. I feel like I'm full. Not just my stomach not wanting anything but also that odd slightly closed throat sensation I get when I'm full, that tells me I don't want any more. Nothing unpleasant, barely noticeable if I wasn't looking for it. And while box claimed it worked for 4 hours I'm now at six and life is still good, I still feel full.
The truly odd part is that I still want to snack. Not biologically, psychologically. I'm sitting at my computer, typing away, and this is the normal place where I snack so my mind is telling me to chew. Well, I still have gum so that helps, but not entirely. I think I'm addicted, not to food, not to chocolate, but to the chew, swallow, repeat cycle.
This is exceedingly weird. I need to not think about it so much. (You! Yes, you, right there! Do not, under any circumstances, think about elephants for the next ten minutes! On pain of death, do you hear me?)
The other good news is that I've started to introduce myself to good jazz, which I've been meaning to get around to. Yay.
The truly odd part is that I still want to snack. Not biologically, psychologically. I'm sitting at my computer, typing away, and this is the normal place where I snack so my mind is telling me to chew. Well, I still have gum so that helps, but not entirely. I think I'm addicted, not to food, not to chocolate, but to the chew, swallow, repeat cycle.
This is exceedingly weird. I need to not think about it so much. (You! Yes, you, right there! Do not, under any circumstances, think about elephants for the next ten minutes! On pain of death, do you hear me?)
The other good news is that I've started to introduce myself to good jazz, which I've been meaning to get around to. Yay.