Going hungry

We all remember the scene in Gone With The Wind where Scarlett swears that she will never go hungry again (as she digs up yams in the dirt of her palatial estate that has been ravaged by the Yankees). If you haven’t seen it, here you go. I sat through a Weight Watchers meeting a few days ago, as woman after woman said they hated being hungry and tried to avoid being hungry, and honestly, I couldn’t help thinking that we all worry way too much about being hungry, when (really) none of us–at least none of us at a Weight Watchers meeting–are in any danger at all of starvation.

I try to think of hunger as a good thing. It means I am running a calorie deficit. A calorie deficit is required if you want to lose weight. It’s okay to be hungry. It’s more than okay, it’s inevitable. I so wanted to stand up and say “yes, you’re going to be hungry, learn to live with hunger, learn to decide how much you want to eat and then eat that much, instead of eating too much, and yes, I know you’re eating too much. How do I know that? Because you weigh more than is healthy.”

I may have to stop going to Weight Watchers meetings. They bring out my nastiest inner curmudgeon.