My greatest downfall? Potato chips. I love, love, love them. Always have. I can recall when I was a kid, Margaret and I would ride our bikes down to Wilson's Triangle, a little store, and she would always say, let's go get candy. But I didn't want candy. In fact, I wouldn't go until she promised that we would get two "bags of something." I loved chips, and yet, I loved another bag of something else to spice it up. Like pretzels, or corn curls, or Cheetos. Then we would ride our bikes back and go into the field or woods, and enjoy our bags of something! I almost always bought sour cream and onion chips in a green bag. A big bag. We'd share and then I'd take the rest home and enjoy them later. I love chips.
I like candy and chocolate well enough, don't get me wrong. But potato chips are just a taste sensation I can't live without.
Today I was hungry. I didn't crave anything, but I have eaten light the past few days and been busy, and I was getting a headache because there was no food in the house. I needed food, and I knew that I couldn't go shopping until I ate something first, because I felt that tired from it. I made some scrambled eggs with pepper, onions, spinach and cheese, and it was delicious. But it didn't hold me long, because while I was at the grocery store, I could hear my stomach rumbling. Uh oh. You should never go shopping hungry!
I didn't go down any middle aisles, so I wasn't tempted, but I had to get popcorn to string cranberry and popcorn for the Christmas tree. And what was right across from the popcorn? POTATO CHIPS. So many kinds, so little time. I was lost. I was too hungry, too worn down to walk by. So I decided to turn the tables and say it was a treat. Instead of sneaking chips out of Peter's cooler, I would own it. I would buy a bag and I would take it home and open it up and eat from it, out in the open.
So I did. I also employed another small trick I have been doing: I cut up a bunch of carrots and give myself a small bowl of those, and a small bowl of chips, and then some dip. I had a homemade salad dressing for that, which is yummy, and I was in heaven ... sheer and total .... as I dipped a carrot, then a yummy, salty, crunchy chip into the dip. I actually got full from it. I didn't go nuts. I went slowly, made sure I finished all the carrots first. I can hear my stomach doing a little rumbling, but it has been kind of wonky all day. Nothing major, just loose stools and I am so unaccustomed to that as of late, I wondered what that was caused by. I did have a gluten free waffle for breakfast, and that seemed to start things off on a wrong foot. AND I had coffee. For some reason, on these bleak, gray mornings, the thought of a cup of coffee (decaf of course) has really helped get me out of bed. But let's face it, decaf or not, coffee wreaks havoc on my system.
I followed it up with a smoothie, but I should have skipped the coffee and waffles and just had that. Oh well. Today was just a hungry day. I find that you can only go so many days not eating all that much, and then you get slammed with a belly saying HEY you, listen up, either feed me or I'm going to shut down and go into no metabolism mode. I am well aware of this ... so I try to eat enough to keep this from happening. But some days I really am just not that hungry. So I guess on hungry days, I should eat! And if that means potato chips, then so be it. Made me quite happy .... and I suspect that from all the sweating I do on the exercise bike, my body craves salt for a reason.
The fridge has a few options now, so the next few days should be easier. When there is nothing to eat, I always want to eat bread. Old habit.
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