I decided a while ago, when I was living at home with my parents, that I didn’t want a large, heavy breakfast because in a few short hours I would be eating lunch. So I started eating a light breakfast, more than toast but less than a “grand slam breakfast” (iykyk), and then a nice sized lunch. Because I decided the hours between lunch and dinner were a. more in number and b. longer time wise and finally c. more active-unless you’re me and you spend the afternoon lounging in your chair and putting out whatever little fires erupted overnight. This works in my new environment as well, sometimes. We often have a large lunch followed by a large dinner, or some days one is small and the other large. Today, both are lighter. You can’t always win. And lately our desserts have often been healthy, like “fresh” fruit, applesauce or peaches. I will be honest, I have not even approached a scale since I’ve been here. I don’t think I can face the reality. My clothes are still fitting the same, so clearly there hasn’t been much-if any-change. I’m glad you feel a breakthrough on the horizon. I give you props, I would have quit by now.
In case you couldn’t guess, I too am Italian-American. As a matter of fact, I don’t know if you are aware, but I am also related to you. I’m sure you would not remember me since I probably saw you last when you were a small child.
But where I’m going with this is my son is dating an Italian girl. She lives in Italy, not Italian-American, and is working here for a limited number of years. 😬 He has been to her home in Northern Italy (not where our family is from) and it is gorgeous! Apparently there are two kinds of Italians: potato and tomato. She is the potato variety. They eat pasta, potatoes, butter, olive oil and lots and lots of cheese. And she is tiny…..because also where she lives there are mountains and lakes and they hike and are very active. They walk everywhere. They sit outside and eat in 50 degree weather with beautiful blue skies and sunshine.
What I got from his visit there was that they enjoy everything. They enjoy the food and they enjoy the outdoors and the exercise. And that keeps them thin and healthy. Everything I do seems like work: going to the gym, planning a healthy diet, obsessing over the scale. I just want to reach that point in my life where everything evens out and doesn’t feel like a chore.
Maybe I’m just crabby today. No loss, no gain this week. I’m ok with that considering it was Easter and there was ricotta pie. Good luck!
I decided a while ago, when I was living at home with my parents, that I didn’t want a large, heavy breakfast because in a few short hours I would be eating lunch. So I started eating a light breakfast, more than toast but less than a “grand slam breakfast” (iykyk), and then a nice sized lunch. Because I decided the hours between lunch and dinner were a. more in number and b. longer time wise and finally c. more active-unless you’re me and you spend the afternoon lounging in your chair and putting out whatever little fires erupted overnight. This works in my new environment as well, sometimes. We often have a large lunch followed by a large dinner, or some days one is small and the other large. Today, both are lighter. You can’t always win. And lately our desserts have often been healthy, like “fresh” fruit, applesauce or peaches. I will be honest, I have not even approached a scale since I’ve been here. I don’t think I can face the reality. My clothes are still fitting the same, so clearly there hasn’t been much-if any-change. I’m glad you feel a breakthrough on the horizon. I give you props, I would have quit by now.
In case you couldn’t guess, I too am Italian-American. As a matter of fact, I don’t know if you are aware, but I am also related to you. I’m sure you would not remember me since I probably saw you last when you were a small child.
But where I’m going with this is my son is dating an Italian girl. She lives in Italy, not Italian-American, and is working here for a limited number of years. 😬 He has been to her home in Northern Italy (not where our family is from) and it is gorgeous! Apparently there are two kinds of Italians: potato and tomato. She is the potato variety. They eat pasta, potatoes, butter, olive oil and lots and lots of cheese. And she is tiny…..because also where she lives there are mountains and lakes and they hike and are very active. They walk everywhere. They sit outside and eat in 50 degree weather with beautiful blue skies and sunshine.
What I got from his visit there was that they enjoy everything. They enjoy the food and they enjoy the outdoors and the exercise. And that keeps them thin and healthy. Everything I do seems like work: going to the gym, planning a healthy diet, obsessing over the scale. I just want to reach that point in my life where everything evens out and doesn’t feel like a chore.
Maybe I’m just crabby today. No loss, no gain this week. I’m ok with that considering it was Easter and there was ricotta pie. Good luck!