And so, being tired and famished, I went out to eat and assumed it was fine for me to eat an entire bacon cheeseburger and serving of fries. I mean, I'm running on fumes. So surely a burger and fries would be the perfect amount to eat. Right?
Well, as I found out, the answer was wrong. Amazingly, I discovered that it really doesn't take that much more food to be satisfied when you're REALLY hungry than it does when you're merely just hungry. After wolfing down my burger and fries like I'd been lost in the woods for weeks, I could not believe how stuffed I was. Like uncomfortably full for hours! It was mind boggling. What's even more amazing to me is how many times in my life I've stuffed down not only a big old burger and fries, but also a huge soda, dessert, and sometimes even an appetizer, to boot. I'm starting to wonder if, aside from when I was dieting and starving myself, I've ever eaten a meal that wasn't way too large! No wonder I have a weight problem.
Well, I guess I'm glad for the realization. I think it's a sign of progress. Though, I have to admit that it's sort of annoying to recognize how little food it takes to be satisfied. Kind of seems like it will make eating out far less fun. But, then again, feeling stuffed and uncomfortable isn't all that much fun, if I'm honest. And I think that more often than not, that's the way the evening ends when I eat out. So, okay, it is a good thing.
I've been there, done that. I hate that feeling of utter uncomfortable fullness. I try so hard not to beat myself up after the fact but find I am still struggling with that. Progress, right? I'll get there.
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