Unlike every Tuesday, I was a little nervous, because yesterday was a VERY HUNGRY CATERPILLAR day.
|Illustration by Eric Carle|
Have you ever had a Very Hungry Caterpillar day? When you've already eaten the one red apple, the two green pears, the three purple plums, yadda yadda... and you are seriously craving "chocolate cake, ice-cream, a pickle, Swiss cheese, salami, a lollipop, cherry pie, a sausage, a cupcake, and a slice of watermelon." i.e. everything in sight.
Alas, I am not a caterpillar. If I ate all of that yesterday, I wouldn't have turned into Beautiful Butterfly today. I'd just have gained more weight. And I did not want to gain more weight after last week's one-pound gain. I worked hard all week to stay in balance, to eat mindfully and to never surpass 1500 calories (which I stayed below each day, even at a party!) Plus, I exercised incredibly hard. I wasn't about to undermine that whole week of work. Except that...
I did. I totally did want to undermine that whole week of work. Not all of me wanted to screw it up for myself. Not even most of me. But one tiny part of me seriously wanted food. And not, like, an extra couple ounces of chicken or another peach. It wanted crap. It kept saying "heyyyyyy. I'm huuuuungry." "C'mon, you know you want more food." "SCREW IT, OK, IT'S PIZZA TIME. GIVE UP. WE'RE EATING." But it was just part of me. One tiny part of me.
|Let's call that tiny part "Hungry Hippo."|
My excellent friend Lisa once described a way she looks at making certain decisions. It's called "the Board of Directors." When you are confronted with a choice - for instance, when a food addict wants to eat more than needed - you typically fight with yourself about it. You might have all different kinds of opinions about that decision... different reasons for doing it, or not doing it. And these different opinions - these different voices within yourself - are your very own Board of Directors. And just like any company or government, your board will need to come to a consensus for you to take action... whether that's unanimous approval, or a forged compromise, or even dictatorship on the part of the Chairman of the Board.
Yesterday, my board of directors was pretty loud. The Hungry Hippo was seated in a wide, plush chair at the end of the table. She was trying her darnedest to usurp the position of Chairman, so she could ignore all of the other board members' appeals and move forward with a dictatorship of overeating. But the rest of the board was able to see right through her.
Today, I'm back down to 301, the lowest weight I've been in many years. Hungry Hippo's hostile takeover has been prevented, and she's got a gag order coming her way... because I'm excited about the next weigh-in being lower than the lowest weight I've been in many years. (Excited and scared - but again, thank goodness for that board of directors.)
How about you? Do you fight with your own personal Board of Directors? What do you do on a Hungry Caterpillar day, or when your Hungry Hippo tries to take the floor? What ever it is, I hope it's kind to yourself, in the best possible ways. Take care of you!