I'm sitting at a laundry mat in Missoula Montana this morning. We've spent the week in Glacier National Park and are headed to Grand Teton today and then up to Yellowstone by early next week. It's been lovely to spend this time with my husband. We have rented a convertible and thankfully his ear is cooperating so we have been able to chat while I get sun.
Yesterday we chatted about food and how he just can't eat anymore when he's full. What started the conversation was his being behind some woman at a mini mart who was buying a 44 ounce Sprite and 3 bags of pork rinds. Normally he does not pay attention to that kind of thing but he mentioned it to me when he got in the car and then again about 50 miles down the road. He wondered why she would do that? Consume that many calories with no nutritional value... Hard to say but every reason I came up with he couldn't really relate too. It was enlightening to actually discuss this with him again. I don't think he really understood how important he has been to me in my journey. I've said in the past that I have learned from him. So true- his biology is something I think many heavy people covet. I know I'm not built like him but I can take cues from how he lives with food. There is no right way to lose weight ( well, within reason) or keep it off... We are all different but how wonderful that we can learn from one another.