This book is amazing.

The concept…so very simple.

The basic premise – we eat way more than we need to without even thinking about it.

But…he puts it in a different way than I’ve thought about things before. He makes sense.

Within the first 60 pages, I’ve had three “shut the front door” moments. Three separate ideas that really grabbed me.

The first…

That in American culture, as opposed to “leaner” cultures, we eat until we’re full instead of eating until we’re less hungry.

Seriously. Amazing. I’m all into trying this less hungry thing. Now instead of sitting at the table, finishing whats on my plate and saying “Am I full?” I’m now trying to get in the habit of asking myself “Am I hungry anymore?” The answer…most always a “No.”

And I’m loving thinking of the hundreds of calories this can save me from needing to burn later just because I’m not hungry…not because I’m not full.

More later on this book I’m sure…but first I need to finish Jane Eyre. This book is literally sucking the fun out of reading. I’m on chapter 34 of 37 and drudging through it is painful. It’s not that it isn’t a good story…it really is…but it would be so much more captivating if it were written today. I’m imagining less fluff, less pages upon pages of description, and more story. I’m going to finish it though…because I said I would. And then,…onto more appealing books. I feel guilty that they’re sitting by my bedside just waiting for me to read them.

Soon….Soon…

as soon as I can stay awake to finish Jane.