Not A Clock Watcher Anymore

You know how it goes... You diet by the clock. Breakfast at a certain time. Then it is time to bite your nails and clench your fists until noon, when you get to have lunch. Then, it is time to anxiously wait, counting the hours and minutes until you can have that afternoon snack, then, just a couple of short hours later...

Dinner!

Ugh. It sucked and it was so hard on me. And I did it every time I attempted to try to lose weight. And it didn't work. At all.

In fact, it was one of the biggest causes to send me spiralling right out of control and into the same old patterns. Being fenced in and constrained is no way to live and it is certainly no way to fuel your body.

This time around, something clicked in my idiot head and I am no longer obsessing over the time. I no longer watch the clock. I no longer eat at the stroke of the hour then white knuckle it until my next feeding.

I just gave myself permission to eat what I need to eat when I need to eat it. I eat to fuel my body, not to satisfy a stupid schedule.

In the morning, I eat breakfast when I feel like eating breakfast. Whatever time it might be... Seven or ten... Doesn't matter. I eat to live, I don't live to eat. Lunch is served when I want it, not when my clock strikes and chimes noon. Dinner? I didn't have dinner until after eight, tonight. I might have it at five, tomorrow. I don't know.

I don't care.

Neither, funnily enough, does my stomach.

I feel free. :D :D :D :D