It has to do with having so many "new and exciting" foods in the kitchen. These can either be items we have not seen for a year (rhubarb), or things we have been missing for 3 days -- their presence in my kitchen is exhilarating either way. The bad habit is that I, in this recent Quasi-comfortable Tummeh Era, consistently oblige my urge to consume everything new.
The only reason this does not send me into a state of catatonic bloating and pillow-burrowing is because I munch. Like a squirrel. Micro-portions of each of the newest and most exciting items from the grocery store are consumed over the course of Sunday, between Sunday-esque tasks such as laundry, vacuuming, cooking, and most recently, poolside bronzing and running.
Although the Squirreling technique is helpful in confusing my tummeh into thinking I am treating it respectfully, it is ultimately poor eating etiquette in that I eat so many different kinds of micro-portions. I have found over the last decade, not surprisingly, that the wider array of foods I eat in a single day, the more uncomfortable (or nauseous, or in pain) I feel by the end (or over the next few days).
For the last three months or so, I have been running 3-6 days a week (note: this has lowered my weight even below what the last six months starvation did, and allowed a maintenance in that range -- I have not been this happy with my body since high school). Over the last three, I began to notice an ache in my lower left abdomen during my run. I disregarded this as side ache and was simply careful about drinking water beforehand. Today, however, the pain was deeper and more distinguished, and I realized I had probably aggravated the Crohn's Baby.
Today, therefore, I held back on the pressing urge to consume the newandexcitingitemsinmykitchen, and opted for an afternoon of cooking and a summer meal. Cold cucumber soup with baguette, fresh pesto and tomato. I am definitely not sitting here munching on leftover baguette and tomato...
Notice the new color in my diet!!