Among the things I’ve been preoccupying myself with these days (as though I’m not preoccupied enough) actually has something to do with trying to turn myself into a more meticulous human being*: First, I’ve been reading a lot of Tim Ferriss and watching a lot of his talks.* Second, I’ve been making more tangible, organized lists these days of tasks I’m meant to accomplish, their specific time frames for “doing”, and (most importantly) in what sequence they are meant to be performed. Lastly, I have been jotting down important observations about my body so I don’t forget them or become easily confused or overwhelmed over the wealth of knowledge I am not yet privy to that surrounds me and fills me all at once.
That said, in the last few days I’ve discovered a few crucial things that I think might be key to unlocking the mysteries of my body and thus maximizing its full potential as I power on forward. Here is one I think is worth sharing before I pass out:
My body fears hunger. Now, I think most bodies fear hunger – since instinct tells us to turn away from it and eat something every time we feel it. However, I vehemently believe that my body actually fears it, and is constantly trying to plot revenge against itself when it “allows itself” to feel even the slightest pang of hunger. When I got back from my brief visit home a few months ago (in July), that first week back I lost all the vacation weight I put on. What was my secret? The Slow Carb Diet. “But,” you might say, “Weren’t you already on that in Manila?” To which I would say: yes. BUT. In Singapore I was more able to control exactly what I was putting in my mouth and EXACTLY WHEN.
In Manila, I was subject still to festivities, family gatherings, and other people’s schedules. In Singapore, I was able to religiously follow the system of waking up, taking the water and the supplements, and proceeding to eat substantial, healthy, low and slow carb meals every 4 hours. It didn’t matter if I wasn’t hungry, I ate anyway, and the fact that I did that kept me from ever feeling hunger, which in turn kept me from bingeing, which in turn caused me to lose a good amount of weight (and gain some muscle in the process) in a short period of time. Today I was remembering this because I had had breakfast at 9, and then at 2pm still hadn’t had lunch. I was stuck in the middle of a very lengthy (though engaging) conversation with a gallery manager and art collector friend of mine at the time, and by the end of it I was so hungry and my blood sugar was so low that I had begun to get testy, woozy, and desperate. I scoured a nearby food court for something to munch on, but the hunger was so severe I couldn’t make a good decision. Finally I settled on chicken thigh, and Greek salad (without the feta). After eating that, though, I was still hungry so I ended up buying myself cottage cheese and eating that too. Now, even though I’ve been sufficiently fed and stuffed since lunch (still following the slow carb diet rules, mind you), I just can’t shake the hunger; and now that I think about it, this is true for ever single time I allow myself to feel hunger pains for longer than a few minutes: I spend all day wanting to binge. It all makes sense now. There’s Secret #1 (to A’s magical fat loss program in the making): BEAT YOUR HUNGER TO IT!
So there you have it. I’ve revealed Secret #1. More to come as I go along, but for now I really need to sleep! Good night, everybody!
*Which relates directly to a conversation I had with a friend the other day. I really do admire people who are able to connect the dots naturally. Unless it’s art or creativity related, I seem to struggle with that. I do think I’m pretty detailed – I enjoy plans and I like to see the best ways in which to lead them through the “unfolding” process as naturally as possible in as obstacle-free an environment as possible.
*Currently reading The Four Hour Chef — reviews to come!