Hey guys! I’m running late this Wednesday as I’m in Denver scoping hotels for FitBloggin’15.
Jen, my friend and travel blogging partner, came with me. Side note: This is us being goofs on the plane this morning.
We have too much fun together.
Anyway, we left the house at 5:3o a.m., arrived in Denver, and went straight into meetings. We just wrapped up and I wanted to pop in for weigh in. Since I’m not scale hopping anymore I decided to change things up a bit.
I don’t want to lose the space for those of you that like the accountability of posting here every wednesday but I also feel like I need to move on from simply weighing in. So from this week forward I’m going to come up with a topic you can “weigh in” on in addition to or instead of your scale readngs. This way those that want the accountability can still join in even if they don’t want to share numbers.
So this week’s topic is inspired by our travels today. This morning at the airport Jen and I ordered a big breakfast. With a 4-hour flight ahead of us and no good options on the plane we decided it was our best bet. I went with an veggie omelet and some chicken sausage.
I was very satisfied and had no snack cravings on the plane, even passing up the snack they provided. That RARELY happens. We landed and decided to grab a quick bite as lunch wasn’t going to be for a few more hours with the hotel staff of where we are touring.
I’m on a “real food” kick so we went with Panda Express and shared a soup, some chicken and green beans and a side of steamed vegetables.
Once we arrived at the hotel we had our meetings and then lunch and again decided to share a salad and sandwich.
It’s now almost 4 Denver time (6 our time) and we just talked about not doing dinner. Maybe just a light snack or even some frozen yogurt.
This sparked a conversation about knowing when to stop eating for eating’s sake. Part of us wants to go out and try some new Denver restaurant or order room service and veg, but we are both satisfied. Full even.
So I’m curious: How many times (if ever) do you eat for eating’s sake? Because you are in a new town? Or the plane provided a snack? Or it’s dinner time? Or your friend wants lunch? Or someone brought doughnuts to work? Or (my personal favorite) your kids went to bed?
Come on now … be honest.
I do it ALL the damn time.