About to Explode
During the 5pm local news today, I saw a report on how during Thanksgiving dinner, some people can eat enough calories from that one meal to last them seven days. I felt like I have contributed my fair share to that statistic today.
I've always been an eater. If my metabolism would cooperate better, my reputation would probably be more notorious. During special eating occassions like Thanksgiving, all guilt goes out the window when it comes to calorie watching and portion control.
So after a huge meal of hot pot (much thanks to my Mongolian ancestors who created this great culinary tradition), I was filled with prime beef, tofu, mushrooms, wintermelon, and spinach, I felt like I was about to explode. A pear and a few hours later, lovely Jane, knowing how I always want to have turkey on Thanksgiving, came over bearing gifts of leftover turkey, sweet potatoe dressing, salad, and sweet potatoe pie. Of course, I could not resist. A second meal later, I finally polished off my day of binge eating with some persimon, grapes, and tea.
Just for kicks, I went ahead and weighed myself at the end of the day, after I have cut off eating for the night. Apparently, I have gained 5 pounds from just one day of eating (ok, maybe 1.5 days - I went out to Houston's with some friends last night and had a fabulous steak au jous sandwich). Fantastic.
The best comment of the day was when my dear Mother said how she noticed that my cheeks seemed to have gotten chubbier within the past 24 hours.
I'll start trying to watch my food intake again when I go back to B-ton.
The sweet potatoe pie, by the way, was delicious.
I've always been an eater. If my metabolism would cooperate better, my reputation would probably be more notorious. During special eating occassions like Thanksgiving, all guilt goes out the window when it comes to calorie watching and portion control.
So after a huge meal of hot pot (much thanks to my Mongolian ancestors who created this great culinary tradition), I was filled with prime beef, tofu, mushrooms, wintermelon, and spinach, I felt like I was about to explode. A pear and a few hours later, lovely Jane, knowing how I always want to have turkey on Thanksgiving, came over bearing gifts of leftover turkey, sweet potatoe dressing, salad, and sweet potatoe pie. Of course, I could not resist. A second meal later, I finally polished off my day of binge eating with some persimon, grapes, and tea.
Just for kicks, I went ahead and weighed myself at the end of the day, after I have cut off eating for the night. Apparently, I have gained 5 pounds from just one day of eating (ok, maybe 1.5 days - I went out to Houston's with some friends last night and had a fabulous steak au jous sandwich). Fantastic.
The best comment of the day was when my dear Mother said how she noticed that my cheeks seemed to have gotten chubbier within the past 24 hours.
I'll start trying to watch my food intake again when I go back to B-ton.
The sweet potatoe pie, by the way, was delicious.
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