Sitting here this Good Friday with an over-stuffed belly after dinner made me think about the work I put my poor stomach through day in and day out. Sure, it was no traditional Easter supper – in fact I made Collard greens and balsamic-soaked tofu steaks topped with dried cranberries and sided with green string beans and Yukon gold potato mash – but nonetheless I stuffed my gob as if it were a bowl of chocolate eggs. I admit I have no self control. The fact that I outlined my dinner in such detail just demonstrates how much I heart eating.
But I gotta snap out of it because as some of you may have heard, one rule of good digestion is to only eat until you are 80% full. I, unfortunately, often eat until I’m at 100% full…okay, I lied…sometimes 105%… okay, I lied again (groan)… its not only “sometimes”. And after I went to see Body Worlds at the Science Centre, staring at the plasticized stomach before me, it was pretty clear that some of us eat more than we can handle.
The Stomach & Digestion
The stomach as an organ is about the size of a fist, and my mother once told me that it expands like a balloon, but that you should only eat about two full fists of food at each sitting to be able to digest comfortably. I strategically ignored her. Denial can be such a yummy thing.
But as time has gone on, I have realized that my digestion ain’t up to what it should be. Anyone who reads my blog regularly knows that I have lamented about acid stomach, bloatedness and food sensitivities. Is it stress? It is preservatives? Should I meditate on my food before eating it? Should I eat more raw? Or maybe I should cook for longer? I really have tried everything – because I know that digestion, the assimilation of food from nutrients to energy play a role in every reaction and function within our bodies. I have bit through everything from an elimination diet (to gluten or not to gluten?) to herbs and enzymes.
Eating Until You’re Full
Maybe all this time, I simply needed to show a little restraint. Because while I delve into a tub of Peanut butter Zig Zag Soy Decadence as therapy at the end of a stressful day, stress-eating and poor digestion is something I recently read Marlon Brando suffered from (the things you find out online eh?). And anyone who compares the studly young Brando to Dr. Moreau knows how this imbalance can really take a toll on your entire body and all of its organs. Our whole vibrancy is affected.
Now, I pride myself on being a pretty healthy eater, and I know that I (with the help of my dietary restrictions) give Ben a very small anxiety attack every time I ask him to order food for me when he is picking up take-out. Just the this week I was talking to one of my facial clients and we mooned over how neither of us could eliminate anything else from our diets without going hungry (and anyone who knows me that going hungry isn’t an option). So, I think I am one of the best equipped people to simply say this: Its not always what you eat, but how you eat it.
And, tonight as I gear up to watch a DVD – I’m going get the idea of cracking open that bag of lemon spelt biscuits outta my head. And just to make sure, I’m planning on renting Food Inc. I hear that this documentary that exposes the horrors of the food industry is enough to make anyone want to give their tummy a much needed rest. On second thought, maybe I should just rent Street Car Name Desire.