That's true. I need so less food that it is almost frightening: a banana with 5 nuts and a few raisins mixed with sojayofu in the morning, a little salad during lunch time, a small slice of bread with a tomato in the evening, black coffee, water, tea, no sugar as beverages. Every little bit that exceeds these small meals is to be seen on my wages and even worse on my belly in the morning.
When I was younger I didn't like to eat at all. Now I like to eat. But in order to stay slim I have to eat like a little bird. And I fear it is getting even worth. I need less and less food, that I have to enjoy more and more. I think it is an issue of age.
During the last days, I could scarcly open my mouth, because this caused neck pain. I ate almost nothing and I lost 1 kilo (is 2,2 pound for my American yogis/yoginis). I had almost reached my dream weight. Now I can eat again and I gained a kilo so quickly that I cannot look so quickly.
I think yoga was so good today and yesterday, because I had lost 1 kg. It is so much lighter to jump back and to twist (even if you don't jump back).
I know a few tricks, that makes me stop eating immediatly in case I'm no more hungry and I still want to go on eating. I can imagine that worms are coming out of the food. But do I really want to visualize this. I prefer visualizing that I stop eating as soon as I feel satisfied. In restaurants I can hear my voice saying when the waiter picks up the full plates: "Oh thanks, it was very good, but my stomach is so small. I couldn't eat any more."
Yes, I'm slim, and many people would like to be as slim as I am. I'm 160 cm tall and I weight 48 kg (105,6 pounds). My dream weight is 46 kg (101,2 pounds). My jump backs in yoga would become so easy with 2 kilos less on my ribs. But to stay slim means to eat less and less. To compensate this, I think I've to pay more and more attention to the quality of the food and that I enjoy every bite of it. I am already picky regarding food, and I will become even more picky.
This Wednesday and the following days we will see my parents and my friend's mother. Oh, they will show how much they love us by offering food and more food. And I can hear me saying: "I can live from air and love alone." They do not understand. They think: "Child, you must eat." I am so happy, that my boyfriend likes eating. He enjoys food. After breakfast he starts eating lunch. Mothers like him especially for this.
Enough food talk for today. I could go on and on with this issue. To be continued.
I'm going to prepare 2 cups of tea (earl grey) now, one for my boyfriend, one for me. We will enjoy it.