I know I said I probably wouldn’t regularly take part in WIAW (because I eat a lot of the same things), but today I’m joining in the fun because I have a food-related topic on my mind.
I present what I ate on Tuesday…not every last bite and random handful of almonds, but you’ll get the gist.
“A lot” is a very subjective description. Depending on what you’re referring to, “a lot” can take different meanings. For example, what may be a lot of money to a homeless person, may not be for you. What may be a lot of homework for a high schooler, may not be for someone in college. Get what I’m saying?
A few nights ago I was eating my very normal dinner and, when I finished, my roommate said “you ate all of that? Damn girl, you eat a lot!” She was obviously being very casual and did not mean for me to take it personally but her comment took me by surprise. I didn’t think anything about the size of my meal. In fact, I thought it was smaller than normal.
But it got me thinking…Was my dinner “a lot” of food? Should I not have eaten that much? What is considered a normal meal?
I responded confidently with, “Yup. I do eat a lot. I’m a hungry girl.” No justifications or further explanations.
Four years ago I might have taken her comment in a completely different way. I would have assumed that the amount I was eating was “wrong,” too much or not healthy. But I’m luckily in a place where I don’t give a second thought to what I’m eating (other than it being GF, obviously). If I’m hungry, I eat. If that means having a double or triple helping at dinner or eating two bowls of oatmeal instead of one (<–one packet is nothing), then I do it.
It’s no secret that being active can increase one’s appetite. Sometimes I call my hunger “runger” (hunger after running), but most of the time, my hunger level is pretty much stable. Granted, some days I don’t have much of an appetite, but that’s pretty rare.
Again, just restating all the over-preached advice, I really try to honor my body. That means giving it what it needs, and what it wants. It needs nutrition in volume and of variety. It usually wants something involving peanut butter.
On the flip side, what I eat may not be “a lot” for someone else. Someone could look at my meals and form an opinion, positive or negative, about my health without even knowing me. I’ll admit I have a very lean frame (thanks, Dad), so people are surprised when they see the amount I eat.
I guess if you measured what I ate, it would be considered “more than the recommended intake.” But that doesn’t mean you can assume anything. I am very active, still growing (I think/hope) and I eat pretty healthy. OK, healthyish.
One day I’ll probably have to change the amount I eat because my metabolism won’t always be as fast as it is now (that will be a sad day). But that’s for me and my body to discuss. Again, my roommate meant no harm in saying what she said, however, it was a friendly reminder to keep doing what works for me.
My normal is not your normal. Your normal is not my normal. As long as we’re healthy, we’re doing a good job.
Has someone ever commented about your food?
Favorite nighttime snack?