Wednesday, October 20, 2010

How I Eat: Part 1

Hellooooooooooooooo Strangers!!!!

It is I, that person that last updated a little less than a month ago. I know, I know. I kind of suck at this whole blogging thing. I need a shtick. Something that I can be known for, something to get me to blog regularly. Like Allie and her cute drawings and funny life observations. Or Mark and his amazing book reviews. Anyone out there have any ideas for me?

Anyway- while I have been away, I've been writing down blog topics on my iPod. And thus, we come to today's subject- How I eat food.

I am a very particular person. I do things weird. Mainly because I over think EVERYTHING I do. Especially at meal times.

Here's the story. When I was in Jr. High, me and my friends would sit at the lunch table happily eating our lunches and enjoying life. Well, one day, I noticed that I was always the first person done eating. Which, in my young, ever thinking head, made me believe that it made me look fat. Like, I was such a pig that I just had to scarf my food down.

That moment has now ruined my ability to eat normally.

Since that day, I made it a purpose to slow down when I eat. I started watching others eat, matching them bite for bite. I took smaller bites.

I started finishing at the same time as people. I felt good about myself. But... I couldn't stop. Instead of finishing at the same time as people, I started finishing after them. I wasn't trying to- it was subconscious.

Nowadays, it is impossible for me to NOT be the last one at the table. I don't do it on purpose, I just can't help but eat slow- it is physically impossible for me to eat faster (I tried the other day- we were at a restaurant and everyone else was done eating and I still had half my food left. Rather than just leave the food since I HATE wasting food, I ended up scarfing it down real fast and made myself sick.) Most times, when we eat family dinners at the table, my family will actually start putting away their plates and such and move on to watch TV.... all while I'm still at the table eating.

I can't lay all the blame on myself. The BF takes huge bites of his food when he eats (like, one bite and half of it is gone- how am I supposed to compete with that??) But yes, the majority of the blame is on myself. For being so anal.

But hey, at least I get to savor my food!


  1. I have been eating extremely slow lately too. At lunch time I have been cutting my salad up into tiny pieces so it takes 37 minutes to eat it (that’s not an estimate… I actually timed it out today). Anyways, last night I do not know what happened. Maybe it was the fact that I hadn’t had a carbohydrate in a week, but literally I was inhaling pizza that my boyfriend and I were sharing. Just like your bf, mine eats a slice of pizza in three bits. But last night my friend, I ate my slices of pizza faster than him. I literally unhinged my jaw and slide the slice down my esophogas. As much as I tried to stop eating so fast I couldn’t. It was awful. I hate being the first or the last person eating. It hard to be in the middle too!! Ughh the little things that make life so hard.

  2. you got to update blog!! perhaps turn it into a wedding blog and tell us of all ur progress?!