On the nutrition and food front, I am continuing to be fascinated by my changing palette. Heavy foods now feel ingloriously heavy, I am finding that when I “save” some allocations for a special dessert (or a dessert I previously felt to be special), I am simply not enjoying it as much as I used to. I am both saddened and pleased by this result, for reasons that should be obvious. I think my behavior changes with eating have become largely instinctive, when I eat out (which I still do frequently) I’m less tempted by heavier, greasier, fattier foods and more inclined to choose something lighter because I don’t want to get that stuffed-and-bloated feeling that I’ve lived with constantly for the last two decades. This reminds me what a few friends have told me, that they stopped eating meat (or gluten) because of the way it made them feel. I used to think, “whatever, food is food, it all makes me feel the same” but now I’m realizing that it does not all feel the same. I think back to the way I used to eat and I’m astonished that I used to eat so much, so often. I’m still a fan of the occasional big meal (a recent excursion to House of Prime Rib comes to mind), but I’m now realizing that I used to eat too much at nearly every meal, and I wasn’t really all aware of it, even when my body would tell me so by requiring a nap or making me otherwise feel sluggish.
It’s amazing how your perception of your age-old habits can change so much in a relatively short time.
