I love to read about what other people eat – but not how they cook – and that is why I never miss New York magazine’s New York Diet. Whoever posts for the week rarely eats at home, is some kind of New York notable and I can only assume is brutally honest. A recent favorite was Ottavia Bourdain, the meat-eating, Jiu Jitsu fighting, soulmeat of Anthony.
I think a lot about food and hate it. Thinking about it, not food itself. I fasted for about four days several years ago and couldn’t believe how much more time I had. It was the same as cutting off my hair: freedom. But then I had enough and since I was living in New York at the time, I broke fast with a toasted sesame bagel and a latte. Then I had a cigarette. Best meal ever.
I think about food because I think about controlling my weight; an excruciating, soul-sucking past-time that began when I was 11 years old. Even at the peak of my physical fitness (thank you US Army) I still weighed more than 170 lbs. (I am not 6’4″, for the record.)
Coming in to this pregnancy I started higher than where I’d like to be BUT WHEN HAS THAT NEVER BEEN THE CASE? God it’s exhausting. I can’t wait until we all just pop a pill that will satiate both our appetite and nutritional needs so we can get on with it. Anyway, I need to be mindful of my weight gain this pregnancy and if history repeats itself I’ll be fine but still, weight remains ever-present in my life and with it, the food I consume.
Madison Diet, 8/31/2012:
1/4 box of shredded wheat with strawberries and milk
6 8 10 pieces of candy corn
1/2 pint of sea salt caramel ice cream
1/4 cup sunflower seeds
1/2 jumbo box Junior Mints
I’ve been eating like this for about two weeks and have avoided the scale, convinced I’d gained at least six pounds. Instead? Nothing. Zero. Call Ripley’s. I can only attribute it to bike riding, breastfeeding and baby. Arlo had a horrible night and a bad nap today so he probably nursed 4x as much as he normally does. Does that mean I need 4x as many calories tonight? Math is hard. Just bring me more Dill Pickle Tater Chips and step away. Step. Away.