Yesterday I ate a lot at dinner. My mom made this delicious casserole that she said was basically a cuban sandwich with milk and egg poured over it (Very heavy with all the cheese and meat.) and I ate a lot. Not to the point where I hurt or anything, just barely beyond the point of satiety. It was more than I thought I could be comfortable eating, but I shared with my toddler.

Then came dessert… one of my favorites: éclair casserole! I had some of that, of course. Again, not to the point where I had to roll out of the room, but enough that I felt weighed down and sleepy.

Anyway, I’m not telling you all of this because I was bad, I feel guilty, or I want sympathy. Renee, you have taught me a valuable

technique: self-correcting.

You taught me that my body knows what it needs and if I eat a lot for dinner on Sunday, my body will want less the next day.

Which is exactly what happened

I had my usual granola bar for breakfast. I always eat this because my body needs fuel. I ate another one later in the day (around lunchtime) because I was getting the munchies. I decided to put off my full lunch until I was really hungry. Normally, I eat a granola bar for breakfast, another one an hour later, then I’m hungry (really hungry) for lunch two hours after that. Sometimes I have a snack at three between lunch and dinner.

Well today I didn’t get hungry for lunch and before I know it, it was 4pm! Instead of a full helping of dinner, I opened a can of soup and enjoyed it very much! And I feel full. My body knows it has enough calories to work with and it’s okay if I don’t have a normal-sized meal.

Anyway, thank you Renee for teaching me that the clock doesn’t dictate mealtime!