Slow Is The New Sexy*

I eat too fast. I’ve eaten too fast for as long as I can remember. Many times over the years (and here on this blog) I have made pronouncements about trying to eat more slowly, to be more present at meals, blah blah blah.

I even made a little sign that says “slow down” and it’s taped to the chair opposite where I sit at the dining room table. And that’s all well and good for dinner (if I pay attention to it) but it doesn’t address all the other times I eat during the day.

I give myself a lot credit for being aware of my too-fast-eating and as a result, I am sometimes able to catch myself. I am also becoming aware of the reasons I eat too fast, and the conditions under which it happens: sometimes it’s because I am excited and just want to get done with the eating; sometimes it’s because I’ve let myself get too hungry; and other times (and these are the times it’s hard for me to notice) it’s because I am stressed or upset.

But you know what? Until recently, eating slowly has been just one more “should” for me…something I knew was good for me, but didn’t really understand. And I tend to resist stuff I don’t understand (go figure).

What comes next is not news, I didn’t make it up, and some of it I already knew, but it has changed my rather flip attitude about how I eat and makes me really want to slow down.

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