Today it isn’t about writing, it’s about another goal of mine: losing weight and getting in shape.
I’ve had an epiphany, and it’s this: I need to be a little bit hungry.
Yes, I know. The good advice, that which concentrates on the good-diet-plentiful-exercise-drink-lots-of-water appproach, preaches that you don’t have to be hungry to lose weight. I believed that for so long. But it isn’t true.
It can’t be true. I am a certain weight (nope, not ‘fessing up; I’ll tell no lies here but I don’t have to share that) and a certain amount of calories is needed to maintain that weight. I am that weight, ergo I must consume that many calories. If I want to lose weight I must eat less calories than what’s required to maintain my weight. Less calories than my body needs right now. Less food than it’s used to. Less food than I’m used to.
Of course I’m going to be hungry.
Maybe a lot at first, and then just a little bit. And then I’ll get used to it. If it triggers the compulsive parts of my personality, I may even begin to like it.
But I think I’m safe from that. I don’t like to be hungry. It makes me cranky. But at least now I know what I’m in for.
Next week. Maybe.