A Proud Moment *
After a week's worth of poor quality sleep and what I'm convinced is the onset of a summer cold, I decided to give myself a break from cycling and the gym just for today. I'm really okay with this, and don't feel like I've fallen off the wagon, so to speak.
So I used the opportunity of having a free lunch hour to make plans with my friend Adam, but he had to cancel at the last minute because something came up at work. Off I went in search of food.
What, ho! It's Thursday you say? That means it's time for the Farmer's Market across the street! I even have it in my calendar because I love it so much. Of course I made a bee-line for Monforte, to see what cheeses were to be had. They were sampling Toscano, which is an aged Sheep's milk cheese similar to Parmesan, however at 4 months I found it to be a little young for my taste. I was tempted to buy another wheel of Bliss (triple creme Sheep + Cow's milk Brie) because they had Bliss with Terragon, however at $10 a pop I opted to spend my money on something completely new. Then I saw that they make Pepperettes. Now I am my father's daughter, and as such cured meats are right up my alley. And at $5, how could I say anything but yes?
However, Pepperettes do not a sound lunch make--especially where WW is concerned--so I poked my nose around the Farmer's market to find something else to eat. I gravitated toward a pie stand that I had patronized previously and recalled that their quiche was quite divine. Last time though, their $9 "Quiche for Two" was "Lunch for One", so I opted for a $5 mini (roughly twice the size of a standard tartlet) quiche of the "Butternut Squash and Parmesan" persuasion. It was still warm!
Immediately I detected notes of mace, which normally I don't care for as it is a strong, almost soapy flavour, however it was used sparingly alongside nutmeg and complemented the squash divinely. Quiche heaven.
So I'm eating this small quiche and halfway through I'm struck by a sensation that I don't usually recognize (or more accurately, acknowledge) so soon after I've started eating; I'm full. I've eaten half of a small quiche, and I don't actually want to eat any more.
Now those of you with a healthy relationship with food need to understand that this is kind of a big deal. I've often found myself eating way past the point of full, to the point where I've eaten so much that I feel sick. I'm sure this is something we've all experienced at some point, particularly with foods you find unusually delicious, or on birthdays or Christmas, etc. However, I'm talking eating this way every day. So, to find myself having eaten until I feel reasonably full, then carefully wrapping up my quiche and putting it in the fridge for tomorrow's lunch was LIKE WOAH. It was only when sat back down at my desk that I realized the momentousness of what just happened; not only did I stop eating when I was full but it happened naturally. I didn't have to force myself to stop eating, I just stopped.
Mind blown.
Anyway I wanted to share that with anyone who cared to listen because I am feeling pretty gosh darned good about it. I hope this signifies the beginning of the most important change with regards to losing weight; a shift in my relationship with and attitude toward food. Change comes from within.
* I originally titled this A Small But Proud Moment then realized I was minimalizing a personal success. EFF THAT!
So I used the opportunity of having a free lunch hour to make plans with my friend Adam, but he had to cancel at the last minute because something came up at work. Off I went in search of food.
What, ho! It's Thursday you say? That means it's time for the Farmer's Market across the street! I even have it in my calendar because I love it so much. Of course I made a bee-line for Monforte, to see what cheeses were to be had. They were sampling Toscano, which is an aged Sheep's milk cheese similar to Parmesan, however at 4 months I found it to be a little young for my taste. I was tempted to buy another wheel of Bliss (triple creme Sheep + Cow's milk Brie) because they had Bliss with Terragon, however at $10 a pop I opted to spend my money on something completely new. Then I saw that they make Pepperettes. Now I am my father's daughter, and as such cured meats are right up my alley. And at $5, how could I say anything but yes?
However, Pepperettes do not a sound lunch make--especially where WW is concerned--so I poked my nose around the Farmer's market to find something else to eat. I gravitated toward a pie stand that I had patronized previously and recalled that their quiche was quite divine. Last time though, their $9 "Quiche for Two" was "Lunch for One", so I opted for a $5 mini (roughly twice the size of a standard tartlet) quiche of the "Butternut Squash and Parmesan" persuasion. It was still warm!
Immediately I detected notes of mace, which normally I don't care for as it is a strong, almost soapy flavour, however it was used sparingly alongside nutmeg and complemented the squash divinely. Quiche heaven.
So I'm eating this small quiche and halfway through I'm struck by a sensation that I don't usually recognize (or more accurately, acknowledge) so soon after I've started eating; I'm full. I've eaten half of a small quiche, and I don't actually want to eat any more.
Now those of you with a healthy relationship with food need to understand that this is kind of a big deal. I've often found myself eating way past the point of full, to the point where I've eaten so much that I feel sick. I'm sure this is something we've all experienced at some point, particularly with foods you find unusually delicious, or on birthdays or Christmas, etc. However, I'm talking eating this way every day. So, to find myself having eaten until I feel reasonably full, then carefully wrapping up my quiche and putting it in the fridge for tomorrow's lunch was LIKE WOAH. It was only when sat back down at my desk that I realized the momentousness of what just happened; not only did I stop eating when I was full but it happened naturally. I didn't have to force myself to stop eating, I just stopped.
Mind blown.
Anyway I wanted to share that with anyone who cared to listen because I am feeling pretty gosh darned good about it. I hope this signifies the beginning of the most important change with regards to losing weight; a shift in my relationship with and attitude toward food. Change comes from within.
* I originally titled this A Small But Proud Moment then realized I was minimalizing a personal success. EFF THAT!