This is something I’d enacted once upon a time. . .in the days I thought I was overweight and/or feared becoming so (family history). At the time, it wasn’t necessary. Nor was it the smartest thing to do, since I was really active and burning all the calories I consumed. Also, I tended to get home pretty late, and missed supper a lot because of this policy.
Long story short, I passed out pretty frequently while getting ready in the morning – and I still have the scars to prove it.
Now, not so much. Now, it’d be a good thing.
So – no eating after 8:00 PM.
The hard days will be the ones during deadline weeks (like, um. . .now). By the time I finish making dinner, it’s usually 8:30 PM. We’ll see if I can convince Hubs it’s a good idea to skip a meal on those days. If I have a glass of juice, though, he may not balk. We do a day-long fast every week, so he knows from personal experience that missing a few meals won’t kill your ability to function the next day.
Anyway, we shall see! Aaaand, because posts are always better with pictures:
Oh yes, we did win this game. Whoop!
Peace out, friends.