I was reading through some posts yesterday, and came across a post that literally made me drop my jaw and say, OMG. The way it was worded made me realise something. I have always said that I got heavy because I love food. But in that instant, I realised that this was a complete falsehood. It is true that I love food, but I didnt get big because I love food. I got big because I loved eating. A 6 ounce steak? Perish the thought. It would be gone too quick. I wanted to keep eating. Gimme a 12 oz one. 1/2 cup of rice? Oh no way. Gimme a cup and a half. I want it to last.
Without even realising what I was doing, as I have worked on my weight loss, I have taught myself to only love the food, and not the eating of it. I can love a 4 oz steak now, with as much enjoyment as a 12 oz. I can love 1/2 cup of ice cream, and not feel that the experience was too short.
Now, if anyone asks me, I can look at them and honestly say that I got thin by loving food.