|I took this picture a minute too soon - I forgot the Tupperware of nut crackers and the Tupperware of dressing. No big deal. :)|
You see, I have worked, and worked, and worked some more on figuring out what I need to do to be a healthy individual. I love food. I love to eat. I love to cook. I love to give food to others in ways that support them and help them be healthy. Don't get me wrong, I love a good ol' hunk-a-chocolate on a way-too-regular basis, but for the most part, I try to keep it healthy. Not too much, not too little, but enough.
Recently, I started eating Gluten Free, and I cannot explain the difference it has made on my life. However, one of the differences I noticed immediately is that I fill up faster, to a point of contentment, rather than stuffing, but then I get hungry more often. I had to figure out ways to make this new sensation work for my busy days. Enter: ginormous lunch bag. Seriously, people, it is this non-mom's version of a diaper bag. When I used to walk into the staff room for lunch, people would inevitably stare and the stares by those that knew me were followed by, "Whatchya got in there, Baumgarten?"
I was out with some lady-friends a couple of weeks ago and one of them is on a pretty strict diet as well. We compared notes about how to keep from cheating, and I told her my mantra: "I have to have options." I am not 100% sold on the idea of eating for fuel, but I am getting closer. The days I run into problems are when I am hungry, like REALLY hungry, and nothing sounds good, or I can't have what I want, or everything around me is gluten-filled.
One of the greatest lessons I have learned, the hard way, of course, is that if I am not prepared, I am not going to have a great day. So, what does prepared mean? For me, prepared means that I have options, good quality, healthy options, ready to go and with me at all times. These options are healthy and I enjoy them. Think: cheese, almonds, trail mix, nut crackers, black beans, mini sweet peppers, yogurt, etc. etc. Now, don't get me wrong, too much of anything can be a bad thing, but that's where the Tupperware comes in handy. Having everything portioned out into Tupperware lets me know that I am not eating too little, or too much.
I used to package all of these things up for at least a week at a time -- back when I lived alone. Sharing a fridge with two roommates does not allow for such intensity, but I have come to enjoy my mornings of popping lids, filling plastic containers, and re-sealing for freshness. Even more, I enjoy working my way through the day, even the busiest days, and not falling apart because I have run out of energy.
Yes, this is a morning routine that I have finally figured out, for me. How about you? What's one of your favorite routines?