A few months ago I contemplated counting calories as a strategy to trim down my mid-section. If you have ever counted calories you know . . . It’s lame. Maybe not for everyone, but for me it sucked all the spontaneity and joy out of eating. Around the same time I read an article that advised a different option than counting calories. It suggested filling half your plate with green veggies.
WARNING: the article I read was neither a scientific study, a medical journal, or a research paper. With all the information available on-line, we should know the source of the information and know if the information has gone through a peer review, which is a critical evaluation of the study by other scientists, nutritionists, and/or experts in the field. Otherwise the information is considered antidotal, which although not without value, should be viewed with healthy skepticism.
So I entered the my voyage into the half-plate of green veggies with the appropriate healthy skepticism and a life long ambivalence towards vegetables of any sort. The first week was tough. The mound of green veggies seemed impossible. And I felt how I imagined a cow grazing a field must feel. But almost immediately I came across an interesting discovery; I no longer went for seconds. I have always (when the opportunity presented itself) gone for seconds, but the mound of green veggies both filled me up and wore me out.
Is the half-plate method the new wonder diet? No. It has worked for me (antidotal).
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