When Will I Learn???

When will I learn???? Grrrrr. I am so mad at myself!

We had an awesome supper tonight. Rib eye steaks on the grill, grilled potatoes in tin foil packets and grilled veggie shish-ka-bobs (zucchini, onion, and tomatoes.) Yummy. It smelled so good! I ate a few bites of the veggies, then took a bite of the steak. It was a normal bite. And the normal bite was too big! I took too big of a bite and didn't chew it up really well. I had slipped back into the way I used to eat without even realizing it. Then, to top it off, I took another regular bite of steak, along with a hunk of onion. All in quick succession. Big mistake! I had that burning, brick-like feeling in the center of my chest. I miserably sat there, watching Jeff and Jacob enjoy their meal. It got to the point that I couldn't even talk. I didn't want Jeff and Jacob to know anything was amiss, since it was my fault. But eventually I had to get up and walk with my arms above my head...kind of like you do when you've run a really hard race. But the only race I'd run was the one with my mouth! And once I got up, Jeff knew immediately that something was wrong. I hate having to admit defeat...especially when it's my fault. While I was walking around, Jacob told Jeff that they need to remind me to take smaller bites before we start to eat.

I think I'm going to write a little note and leave it at my seat at the table: Take smaller bites. Eat slowly. Listen to your body. Stop even if there is food left on your plate.

I'm hoping...no, I'm knowing my next meal will be better.