As you know, I have been lifting weights for about two months. And within those two months, my appetite has increased–a lot. I usually ate, what some people say, “normally” but now it’s on the next level.
Well, I shouldn’t say people called my eating before normal. Being a vegetarian, people assume I eat carrots and dying shrubs. So if that’s what people call normally eating…
Anyhow, any chance I get, I eat. When I’m watching TV, I eat. When I get up during ID’s commercial breaks, I eat. When I sneeze I-okay, you get the point? Maybe I’m exaggerating a bit, but darn it, I love to eat.
Whenever I’m out with family, and they asks what we should eat, I happily answer “Let’s go to a buffet!!!!”
And you know what happens at a buffet? Exactly. Plates after plates.
At first, the comments were starting to annoy me until I realized–I was doing fine. I even went on a forum, and other women reported the same thing when they started lifting.
So, the next time I go out to eat, and someone suggests;
So to anyone in my boat–eat on!
Until next time