My weight has been coming down slowly since I threw away the idea that I *have to* have three square meals a day.
I've been noticing something similar for myself. (Though not starting from three meals of any shape.) I started making a point of *always* getting lunch at my orkplace's cafeteria to go, even though I usually eat there and the takeout containers are more awkward to eat from than the proper plates/bowls. And it turns out that, most of the time, my body doesn't actually want that much food right then if I can take the leftovers with me — and then eat them in the afternoon instead of raiding the snack room. It's weird, because I was sure I didn't have the “must clean plate!” problem, but apparently I do. For that matter, I'm finding that many days I don't really want an actual meal in the evening. And sometimes I want a snack on the train (between the two fragments of the bike commute); sometimes I don't.
It's kind of an ongoing exploration; I'll see where it goes. Where it seems to be going is me actually losing weight again. I'd been managing a slowish but consistent pace after I started bike-commuting, and then I moved and started this job, and it stopped dead. I may have discovered why. But, like someone else said, the real test of this stuff is on the multi-year timescales.
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Date: 2011-03-20 10:04 pm (UTC)I've been noticing something similar for myself. (Though not starting from three meals of any shape.) I started making a point of *always* getting lunch at my orkplace's cafeteria to go, even though I usually eat there and the takeout containers are more awkward to eat from than the proper plates/bowls. And it turns out that, most of the time, my body doesn't actually want that much food right then if I can take the leftovers with me — and then eat them in the afternoon instead of raiding the snack room. It's weird, because I was sure I didn't have the “must clean plate!” problem, but apparently I do. For that matter, I'm finding that many days I don't really want an actual meal in the evening. And sometimes I want a snack on the train (between the two fragments of the bike commute); sometimes I don't.
It's kind of an ongoing exploration; I'll see where it goes. Where it seems to be going is me actually losing weight again. I'd been managing a slowish but consistent pace after I started bike-commuting, and then I moved and started this job, and it stopped dead. I may have discovered why. But, like someone else said, the real test of this stuff is on the multi-year timescales.
I'll stop rambling now.