It is really no secret that I have struggled with food for as long as I can really remember. I can recall being VERY young, I would venture to say 6 or 7, sitting in our kitchen reading the label on a yogurt. I have very strange eating habits and am always paranoid about my weight. I did read, and have read 'Thin Again,' an amazing book referenced on my 'About' page several times and can devote much of my overcoming to the story it tells. I really believe you never truly overcome disordered eating, but, you can learn better ways to manage weight.
This past year I have been known to walk into my kitchen around 6am, and start a large pot of coffee (until recently when we were able to purchase a new coffee maker with an auto start). I get the java going once the coffee is done brewing and never really stop until it is time to pick up Aiden from his half-days at school...around 11:15am...so I am getting around 5 hours of straight caffeine in my system. And, oh, it just tastes so good! However, I did in the past, and I have all week been substituting my actual food intake with COFFEE. I have forgotten the importance of actual nourishment to my body. This is pretty embarrassing considering we are supposed to be treating our bodies as though they do not belong to us but to God. I have been doing a very poor job of taking care of what belongs to God. 'Thin Again,' talks in great detail about this same principal, the book teaches in depth the value of our bodies and how we can honor God by caring for his temple.
I had a meeting this morning and slurped my coffee all the way there, while I was there, and all the way back home! I walked into my front doors to my husband, and guess what? I was cranky! I was really cranky...in fact, Rob told me this evening (after I apologized for being a grouch) that he was just doing all he could to get out the door.
I stopped today for the first time in countless days, and ate lunch. I actually sat down, with my son, and ate lunch. I am usually washing something, cleaning something, doing laundry....you name it. But not today. I stopped. I made myself a meal. I sat down, and I enjoyed it. I felt so refreshed after eating a healthy meal! I felt like a new wife, and mom! Food is meant to be fuel for our bodies, and it is meant to be used wisely. I often think I just do not need it and can keep going like the energizer bunny without it. I know it's no surprise to you, but I can't keep going without fuel.
This goes both ways however doesn't it? I thought my absence of food would get more done around the house...would get maybe one more load of laundry folded...I thought skipping out on those 20-30 minutes would help make me more productive...but it sure didn't. I think eating TOO MUCH can have backlash too, can't it? Ever stuffed yourself silly on Thanksgiving? Did you feel like playing chase with your 5 year old after that? Teaching a baby to sit up, or how to crawl? NOT ME! I wanted to crawl up on the sofa and pass out! It is a balance, it is a hard balance for many including myself. But, for my sake and my family I need to remember food is fuel for me, and ultimately FOR THEM.
This past year I have been known to walk into my kitchen around 6am, and start a large pot of coffee (until recently when we were able to purchase a new coffee maker with an auto start). I get the java going once the coffee is done brewing and never really stop until it is time to pick up Aiden from his half-days at school...around 11:15am...so I am getting around 5 hours of straight caffeine in my system. And, oh, it just tastes so good! However, I did in the past, and I have all week been substituting my actual food intake with COFFEE. I have forgotten the importance of actual nourishment to my body. This is pretty embarrassing considering we are supposed to be treating our bodies as though they do not belong to us but to God. I have been doing a very poor job of taking care of what belongs to God. 'Thin Again,' talks in great detail about this same principal, the book teaches in depth the value of our bodies and how we can honor God by caring for his temple.
I had a meeting this morning and slurped my coffee all the way there, while I was there, and all the way back home! I walked into my front doors to my husband, and guess what? I was cranky! I was really cranky...in fact, Rob told me this evening (after I apologized for being a grouch) that he was just doing all he could to get out the door.
I stopped today for the first time in countless days, and ate lunch. I actually sat down, with my son, and ate lunch. I am usually washing something, cleaning something, doing laundry....you name it. But not today. I stopped. I made myself a meal. I sat down, and I enjoyed it. I felt so refreshed after eating a healthy meal! I felt like a new wife, and mom! Food is meant to be fuel for our bodies, and it is meant to be used wisely. I often think I just do not need it and can keep going like the energizer bunny without it. I know it's no surprise to you, but I can't keep going without fuel.
This goes both ways however doesn't it? I thought my absence of food would get more done around the house...would get maybe one more load of laundry folded...I thought skipping out on those 20-30 minutes would help make me more productive...but it sure didn't. I think eating TOO MUCH can have backlash too, can't it? Ever stuffed yourself silly on Thanksgiving? Did you feel like playing chase with your 5 year old after that? Teaching a baby to sit up, or how to crawl? NOT ME! I wanted to crawl up on the sofa and pass out! It is a balance, it is a hard balance for many including myself. But, for my sake and my family I need to remember food is fuel for me, and ultimately FOR THEM.