Today I wound up going to a work meeting that kept me from lunching until around 2pm, well past my usual 12pm lunchtime (and almost 6 hours past my breakfast). By 2pm I was hungry like the wolf. I know the risks of going hungry – namely, food over-compensation – and I didn’t want to gorge myself. So I made myself a nice big salad and a taco. No big deal, right?
The thing was, I felt absolutely pooped after lunch. I wasn’t exactly stuffed, but I still felt kind unpleasant, tired and lethargic. It made me wonder how my former coworkers at the bank could put off lunch for hours and hours, then gorge themselves on sandwiches and chips and still be productive in the afternoon. And those people who “forget to eat” – what’s that all about?
I believe in my heart and soul that there’s no joy in going hungry. It only makes me tired, grumpy and worst of all, it makes me enjoy food less because by the time I eat it I’m too hungry to enjoy it. And yet, I’ve heard some people say that skipping meals can actually be beneficial to health. I’m not sure that I buy it. What do you think?
Diary for Monday, May 11, 2009
Ricotta and cottage cheese crepes with fresh fruit
I had a meeting down in Victoria so I walked to and from the tube station, about 1.5 miles each way.
Loaded black bean taco
Sindh mung dal with Indian-spiced cauliflower