DH and I went to lunch today at our favorite restaurant and ordered our favorite meals. For me, I started with shrimp bisque. It is normally creamy and smooth and bursting with flavor. Not so today. The taste was mediocre, the soup had “broken” so it was greasy and a bit lumpy. So very unusual for this restaurant, but what was even more unusual was my decision to not eat it. Normally that soup is so delicious that I feel the occasional splurge is worth the calories. I stopped eating after a few spoonfuls and realized I wasn’t enjoying the soup. I put the spoon down and pushed it away.
This is new for me and I think a very good step for me. I will normally clean my plate no matter how I’m enjoying the food. Today, I said no. I didn’t want to weigh down my soul by putting mediocre greasy soup in my body.
When the entrees arrived, I continued being conscious and stopped eating when I started feeling full. And because I was feeling full, I didn’t even give dessert more than a passing thought. I was too full to enjoy dessert. And I want to enjoy dessert!