I’m going to track my food today. I’ve gotten away from it lately — no time, of course, and besides, how do you track “one bite of peanut butter cookie batter”?
Thing is, when I track, I enjoy my food more. I eat less of it too. And I make healthier choices. “Steamed broccoli with 1 T cheese” looks so virtuous sitting there in my daily list. And who in their right mind wants to write down, “one entire box, rice crackers” or “eleven chocolate Santas”?
When I don’t track, my head takes me to the “it’s-a-special-time-of-year-a
Once, this is okay. Twice even. Several days in a row, or say, from now till New Year’s Eve, this kind of behavior results in extra pounds and sapped energy. Not good.
Tracking is accountability. It’s honesty, with myself.
I use MyFitnessPal.com to track my food choices. Weight Watchers has a good one too. Heck, you can use your paper daytimer if you want, but whatever you do, write it down. The bright light of day and some simple math do wonders for one’s willpower.
My Fitness Pal has the added benefit of taking me out five weeks to see what the long term impact of my food choices would be. At the end of the day it says, “if every day was like this one, in five weeks you would weigh…”. Now, I focus vastly more on energy and health than on weight, but that little trip forward in time does give me an idea of whether or not I’ve been good to my body that day, and what the long term effects of any certain kind of eating would be.
One bite of peanut butter cookie batter: 72 cal, 21 g fat.
Some days the cookie batter is worth it. Today, I’m going with the broccoli. And pears. And yogurt. And quinoa chicken salad.
I fully intend to celebrate with special foods this season. Just not every meal, of every day, for the next four weeks.