|Reinventing the wheel, or in this case, the book
||[Nov. 7th, 2011|11:42 am]
My postings about my eating habits have been very helpful to me, even if I haven't been as dedicated as I want to be. Every day, I feel like I have the best of intentions to track everything, to exercise, to not eat junk food, and by mid-morning, my resolve has wavered, and I'm not posting, not even thinking about it. I go on autopilot as far as the food is concerned. Possibly on Monday, I'm a bit more aware, because I go to Weight Watchers on Monday. So far today, I have tracked my bowl of raisin bran, down to weighing the cereal, weighing the bowl, and weighing the skim milk. I also had a banana and a 45g strawberry (it was a big 'un).|
Last Friday, I went to a fitness consultation at the YMCA in the St Paul skyway, and the trainer asked me where I felt my hurdles were. Of course, I mentioned my food issues, particularly my feelings of lack of control, and he suggested I read a book called The End of Overeating, by David A. Kessler. In the introduction to the book, he recounted some interviews he did with various people where they were all saying nearly the exact same things I was. Things like going into a meeting where there's candy on the table and being distracted by the candy the entire time, not being able to refuse an invitation to go out to eat even if you've already eaten, just all kind of things like that.
I've been reading it over the weekend, the chapters about how food, especially highly-palatable food, works with your brain chemistry, and how the food industry takes advantage of all this. It's kind of eye-opening. The last section is called Food Rehab. We'll see what all is in that in a hundred pages or so.