Filled-tummy, happy heart and soul. I’m not sure if it’s applicable to everyone. But to someone like me who is being tagged as “no discipline in front of food” I deeply understand the relevance of food and happiness. It’s doesn’t need complicated equation, food equates to happiness as simple as that. And I guess there are more creatures out there who will agree.
When people ask me what is my favorite food or dish, I can name few, but on the back of my mind I have a lengthy list. People around me think I’m lucky because I can eat a lot but the calories that I consumed does not add a number on the weighing scale or an inch on my waist.
Should I considered myself blessed then, being born as small-framed earthling with a speedy metabolism? I don’t get fat, I can eat as many as I want without feeling guilty. But I don’t used that as ticket to indulge whenever cravings kicked in. Believe it or not, as I aged I became more health conscious, not about getting fat but on how to stay healthy. I also care about the food I eat to keep me in shape inside and out. I’m not saying that I totally cut off unhealthy foods on my platter. There’s are cheat days off course, I didn’t end my close affinity to burgers, fried chicken, fries, chocolates, pizza and ice cream. Like an old friend I can’t shun them forever, they comforted me during those stressful and lonely days.
What I’m saying is I just lessen digging in to these kind of foods and add to my selection more fruits, vegetables and yogurt for tasty but healthier options. Plus I accustomed myself loading more H2O everyday and tea time whenever I have a chance. I’m still a type of person who’s shout-out is “Food is Life”, I just keep in mind that everything should be in moderation, not in deprivation. After all, our body is the temple of soul that needs to be nourished.