My appetite has been raging lately. My actual appetite. Like, my appetite for food. Grub. Sustenance.
Four weeks ago, I started a new workout plan with Felix. We’re doing Jamie Eason’s LiveFit Challenge. Yes, I know this is an old plan to some of you, but to me, it’s new! I decided to tackle this plan with Felix for a couple of reasons.
- To help keep me accountable on the fitness-front.
- To do something together, even though we’re apart.
- To challenge myself.
So far, it’s going well! I’ve noticed muscle gains, as well as strength gains (I can lift shit above my head like a champ, y’all), but one thing that has also increased is my appetite.
I can eat.
As if this is new info for any of you.
But now? I’m constantly in a give-me-all-the-food mood. If there was an ox in front of me right now, I’d eat it. I’d skewer the shit out of it and make us all kebabs because this hunger is real.
As I was snacking the other day, I was thinking about being hungry and how weird it is. My growling stomach was calling to me, so I was feeding it Greek yogurt with natural peanut butter, because I am healthy*~ (I also topped it with a double-stuffed Oreo because I am an adult and I can do what I want).
When our stomachs are hungry, we feed them. Some of us nurture our bodies with wholesome foods, others nurture their bodies with fast food. But we feed it. That’s the point.
Those who feed themselves proteins, carbs, and fats in a wholesome way typically feel better than those who don’t. I know that when I eat fruits, veggies, and lean proteins, I feel strong and energetic. Typically after eating fast food (which I will brag about how very little I do), I feel sluggish. Uninspired. Unhealthy.
I believe that our physical potential is based upon how wholesome the ingredients we satisfy ourselves with. This is not to say that you can’t treat yourself to the occasional less-than-healthy item (hello, Talenti gelato and calzones), but I believe that the key word in this scenario is balance. Have it.
Just as one feeds their growling stomachs, I think it’s just as important to feed your growling soul.
You’re hungry for something.
Every single one of you has one thing that you think about all of the time because you love it. Maybe your thing is fitness. You constantly think about helping other people reach their fitness goals. That’s called a personal trainer or nutrition coach. You’re welcome. Feed that.
Some of you might work as a secretary from 9-5, but you doodle during your lunch break and illustrate short stories you’ve written on the weekends. That’s called being a cartoonist and/or artist. No sweat. Feed that.
Others, like me, teach during the day and constantly write down funny things their students say in order to then turn it into a compelling story (even if it’s only 1-2 sentences) in an effort to make people laugh and then blog during their lunch breaks about various ideas that run through their brains constantly. That’s called being a writer. Don’t mention it. Feed that.
As fulfilling as it is to eat the roasted chicken, veggies and garlic bread for dinner when your stomach is begging you for food, it’s that much more important to feed the “little” thought or skill that you simply cannot shake.
It starts as a pang.
Morphs into a slight growl.
Before you know it, you’re that guy in the office or your school whose stomach is growling SO LOUDLY that you want to hum a NutriGrain bar at their face. I recommend Apple Cinnamon.
There is nothing left to do to settle your hunger than to give your body and soul the nourishment it craves.
I love writing. I love writing self-improvement articles. I love writing sassy how-tos. I love writing about my life and all of the ways I’ve messed up and how you can learn from my mistakes.
I love it.
When I’m happy, I write. When I’m sad, I write. When I’m stressed, I drink a bottle of wine…and I write.
It’s my thing.
It’s what I do.
It’s why I’ve had a journal since the first grade. It’s why I blog. It’s why I write for Mavenly + Co, and why I’ve written for Red Beans and Life and why I constantly submit to HelloGiggles and have yet to be published (I’m looking at you, Zooey).
It’s why I want to write a book.
It’s what I’m hungry for. So I feed myself.
The lesson here to learn is that nourishing your appetite, whatever it may be, is the most important thing you can do for yourself. And while it’s crucial that you feed your body, it’s also crucial that you stay hungry.
Stay in need.
Stay wanting something.
Stay knowing what you want.
Whether that’s a fried shrimp poboy dressed with Tabasco from Parkway or a coveted spot in a graduate program, walk towards it.
Pick it up.
And take a huge bite.
And notice how good it feels to simply feed yourself.