Okay, body, what is up?
Hunger is when your stomach grabs you by the throat and say “Feed me now, damn it!”
Yesterday, I spent the whole day suffering from hunger. And I ate. Oh, how I ate.
8:30 am: chicken and crackers. (No, not especially nutritious, but I’m not usually hungry that early in the morning. Didn’t want to take time to prepare something good and filling.)
11:00 am: Weight Watchers lunch (6 points)
11:10 am: Hungry
11:30 am: 1 apple
11:40 am: Hungry again
12:00 2 cups bell peppers
12:20 Hungry, and the stomach’s getting kinda pissed off at me
12:25 pm: Another Weight Watchers lunch (3 points)
12:30: 1 cup raw carrots
1:00 pm: Started drinking cup after cup of warm tea, trying to create a feeling of fullness
1:30 pm: Hungry. More tea.
2:00 pm: Hungry. Still more tea. Running to the bathroom every friggin’ 20 minutes, but not full.
2:30 pm: Instant oatmeal. Surely that will shut the stomach up.
3:00 pm: Nope. Hungry
3:30 pm: Screw the warm tea. Started drinking liters of straight water. Something, anything to stop feeling so damn hungry!
4:00 pm: Starting to slosh around when I move. Still hungry.
4:45 pm: Stomach cries piteously for sustenance.
5:20 pm: Starting to wonder if computer keyboards are edible. Wouldn’t they count as fiber? Isn’t that filling?
6:15 pm: Had to restrain myself from driving extra-fast home to get to the refrigerator. Suppose I should give myself a pat on the back for not stopping at a fast food place on the way.
6:23 pm: 4 oz. chicken, more crackers. One whole entire chocolate eclair.
7:15 pm: Still somewhat hungry, but the desperate frantic hunger has eased off finally.
8:45 pm: The hunger came back. This is absurd.
9:45 pm: And it's not going away. I'm still hungry.
No, I don't usually detail every single morsel that passes my lips in a day. I’m documenting this here because I want to try and figure out what’s going on with my body. Did my metabolism suddenly kick start itself into action?
I don’t know if it’s a thyroid-related issue or what, but normally if I try to fast, ignoring the initial morning hunger pangs, the stomach shuts up and I can get by quite easily on less than 1,000 calories a day. (However, “get by” means I sit around the house and not do any exercise more strenuous than turning a page or flipping a channel. When I severely restrict the calories, I have no energy, no impulse to do anything other than veg.)
There was no way ignoring this would make it go away. The only time I've felt this hungry is when I’ve been exercising a lot. I mean vigorous exercise, that leaves me red faced, sweaty, and tired. That's not what I’ve been putting my body through lately. No, walking with the occasional jog thrown in is not vigorous exercise. Really. So it puzzles me.
Exercise du jour: 30 minutes yoga (morning only),
Note: 3rd Weight Watchers meeting tonight. We'll see how badly I'll have to pay for the extra serving of that superbly delicious stuffing. And the apple/chocolate/pumpkin pie episodes. This could be grim.
Could that be why I've been so damn hungry? Was it because I ate so much on Friday? Did my stomach suddenly expand, like the Grinch's heart, to several sizes larger? I do not recall starving over the weekend, but apart the T-day feast I did not go overboard on the eating.
Post-meeting update: Lost 1-1/2 pounds, which considering how much I ate on Friday is amazing. But I didn't argue with the WW woman. Just grabbed my booklet and ran. Happily.