Well, let's see ... Silverbirch is off to Suffolk. GreekGirl is off to France. And I'm off to ... Kokomo. Hmmm. Such is my lot in life.
Had an uneventful weekend; first three commencements went swimmingly.
One element of IU commencements that I'd forgotten about is the buffets that are provided for the travelling organizers. Generally, I'm OK with buffets -- I can usually pick and choose my way through the minefield. However, yesterday I found myself engaged in a longstanding internal dialogue that I've not paid much attention to before. It goes something like this:
"Gosh, big buffet. Surely there are clean foods there." But then, as I draw near, I remember that I am in the state of Indiana, and as usual, the buffet includes a salad (not dressed, if I'm lucky) some kind of pasta; some kind of chicken or fish/rice/rich sauce combo; some kind of potato casserole; veggie casserole; and if I'm very very lucky, some kind of relatively plain meat.
"OK, I can have meat and salad. I'd like a carb; maybe I'll have a spoon of potatos. No, too greasy; maybe some of the pasta." etc etc etc. I can work myself into a lather with these internal debates. Result: even with some good possibilities, I don't always choose wisely.
So, I'm going to try a new strategy this week. I'm going to take a good look at everything on the table. And then I'm going to step back and take not my first helping, but a deep breath. And then another. And then, once steadied, I will take plate in hand and wade in.
I will fill much of the plate with salad. If there is fresh fruit, I will have some of that, as well. I will have meat. If the only option is in a casserole, I will still have it because I want that protein, and I will eat some of the rice it's bound to be sitting in.
Here's the key: I will have a meal. I will fill my plate once. I will eat it slowly. I will enjoy it. I won't sit there and stew over the 1/4 cup of rice and sauce I'm having or fret about the veggie/cheese casserole. I will simply enjoy it; I need that meal -- it will be several hours before I get anything else to eat. AND I WILL HAVE ONLY ONE PLATE. No seconds; not "just another little bite." No dessert.
I am not going to regain 50 pounds over such a meal, even if I have such a meal every day this week (and I probably will). I can eat clean at breakfast, and I can take along snacks. This is doable.
And it occurs to me that this might be a decent strategy for holidays/board meetings/celebrations/weddings/business lunches ... all those places where you wind up and there isn't much clean food in sight. We've got to eat. And too many times, if I don't eat, I wind up starving, and then I'm in big trouble. Or, I toe the line religiously for that one meal, and fall off the deep end later on. So, here's a vote for making the best choices possible, and sticking to one plateful. Enjoy it. Get full. And stop.
So, that's what I'm trying today.
I see there are awful storms up north, it looks like the east coast is going to get it, too. Stay well everyone.