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Shrinking My Bottomline

Published Friday Apr 12, 2013

Author MATTHEW J. MOWRY

(Publisher's Note: Business NH Magazine Editor Matt Mowry is participating in a 90-day Commit to Get Fit Program at the Executive Health and Sports Center in Manchester, which is presented in partnership with Harvard Pilgrim Healthcare and the American Heart Association. Follow his progress here every Friday.)

 

 

 

I feel like I'm more obsessed with food now than before I was trying to be healthy. I want to know what it's wearing. (Is that sexy creamy dressing you have on or just a sheen of oil?). I want to know where it's been. (Did you jet all the way from Brazil packed with pesticides or did you mosey over from that cute organic farm down the road?) And I want to know how often I can see it. (Are you green and leafy so I can have you anytime, or do you have some naughty bits that I can only indulge occasionally.)

 

My refrigerator should get a restraining order against me.

 

Okay, seriously, I do obsess more about food now. If I'm not planning on what to eat, I'm prepping meals, worrying about eating on time (the program calls for eating essentially every three hours to keep the metabolism going), and then writing about what I ate in an electronic journal. 

 

My eating went from a hobby to homework. (I know, food is fuel and not recreation.)

 

It is a good thing that I am more aware of what I am putting into my body. Before the program, I would wolf down dinner and not think a thing about having seconds, which was essentially another full meal. No wonder I ballooned.

 

Now I actually measure out a tablespoon of dark chocolate chips for a rare treat. (And yes, I enjoy each little morsel more than any grown man should.)

 

The good news is I just received comments back from my coach in my electronic food journal (that is a phrase I never thought I would type in my life) and she actually commented I was not eating enough for my afternoon snack (another phrase I never thought I would hear in my life).

 

So I will struggle and endure and add some more food to my diet. (Fine, I'm downright giddy about that prospect.).

 

Now I am off to celebrate my adorable niece's ninth birthday tonight. And while I will be stalking the birthday cake like a cheetah after an unaware gazelle, I will resist. This morning, the scale showed I am down 20 pounds. Between the weight loss and my niece, life is plenty sweet without the cake.

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