Eating is an interesting thing. You have to do it to live, it can be an extremely social activity, and lets face it- good food is FUN to consume. Yummo.
I was eating lunch today, and my dog, as usual, was sitting patiently near my feet just waiting for a crumb to drop.
I was finishing up my grilled pork and avocado when I decided she had been a particularly “good girl” for the day and that a piece of pork that I wasn't able to finish wouldn't hurt her. (Typically, I NEVER feed her human food).
I tossed her the piece of pork, and in one carnal motion, she caught it in her mouth and swallowed it.
I said to her (because yes, I talk to my dog when I'm alone):
“Lilly! You have to CHEW! I could have just thrown a piece of poop at you and you would have eaten it! Chew! Chew!”
As she looked at me quizzically, wondering what the hell I was saying and when I would throw her the next piece, I chuckled at myself.
I totally used to eat like that.
I would go to Taco Hell, order $12 worth of food (do you KNOW how much shit you can buy for $12 at Taco Hell?) and scarf it down. In my car. And throw the wrappers away before I got home. Beacuse if I did that, it meant it never really happened. I didn't eat the food.
Now, I'm trying to break out of this “eating like my dog” habit. I try to select fresh, unprocessed foods. I am now cooking the majority of meals for myself, so I know exactly what goes in them. Does that mean I might eat the same kind of shrimp 3 times a week (because I am SO not a cook), yes. And I'm fine with that. I can't believe, looking back, at how much crap I would mindlessly inhale without thinking. Consume without thought. Disgusting.
Can anyone else identify with this? What do you do to keep yourself on track?