I say this at least once a day. I say it when people I haven't seen in a month tell me I now look too skinny. I say it when the Red Robin waitress looks at me like I'm an attention-seeking bitch trying to make a statement when I order the boca burger with no bread, no cheese and no lettuce, extra fries, thank you very much.
The bite plate makes it impossible to take a bite or chew like you're over 7 months of age. So every meal I make that critical choice between baby-chewing or tearing up food into tiny morsels and swallowing it whole. I've discovered I can eat just about anything this second way. I've also discovered that I can eat incredibly fast since I don't really chew or taste anything anymore. This sucks for someone who loves food as much as I. As a former Fatty I must connect with my food. When I eat I need to experience it wholly - chewing and all.
I wonder what my relationship with food will be like in 5-8 months when I get this thing out of my face. Will I stop thinking about food 24/7? Will I stop fantasizing about every chewy, greasy, cheesy, drippy fast food item out there? Or will I change over to the other side and start craving a nice soup? That makes me feel old. Mmm...where can a girl get a nice bisque around here? Who knows, I might end up binge eating that first meal without the bite plate, especially since I'll be running my first marathon in March and I'll be eating everything in site that last month. It will so be worth it. I think I'll start planning my first Chewing Meal now.
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