what I'm eating in Paris

Published: Sun, 05/03/15

Well , I’ve been in Paris now for 2 weeks, and it's been amazing so far. It has not, however, been without some changes and challenges to my eating and exercising! But one thing that has not changed has been my #moderation365 approach.
 
I am fascinated by the unique mental constructs each of us have around food. Of course, I talk a lot about this at JillFit—abundance mindset, Food FOMO, exposure to foods, why allowing yourself to get hungry can be instructive, etc. We each interact with food so differently, and one place you see these differences pop up is when we go on vacation or when traveling.
 
For example, say two people are traveling and they know that it will be difficult or even impossible to exercise much. Or, they just don’t want to. Person #1 might take that in, and because of it, say “Screw it! If I can’t exercise, I might as well eat whatever I want, too.” And throw the baby out with the bathwater. Person #2 might take it in, and say, “Well, if I am not going to be exercising, then I’d best adjust my food intake accordingly because what goes in my mouth with matter even more.”
 
I think you know that I am the latter.
 
Haven’t always been though. I used to be an all-or-nothing person. If an injury put me on the sidelines, I’d use it as an excuse to eat whatever I wanted because what’s the point in even trying? And if I was home and in my own space and killing it at the gym, then I had to be perfect on my eating—I had no excuse for any dietary slip-ups!
 
Of course, you know what these mental cycles perpetuated: a black-and-white approach to eating and exercising where I was yo-yo’ing up and down 20 lbs every year. You might be familiar with the mentality ;)
 
It’s taken a lot of courage and time and patience and self-trust to move from an all-or-nothing dieter to more of an automated eater. But in the face of all the years of doing it the old way and seeing that IT WAS NOT WORKING, trying a new way, a slower, more moderate way, was a chance I was willing to take.
 
Well, it’s been 4 years of maintaining my same weight (and perhaps even slowly losing a few pounds) because I work in the gray now. I live in the nuance. I live #moderation365, whether I am in Paris, France or Winston-Salem, North Carolina. Whether I am on vacation, traveling, at someone else’s house, staying in a hotel, on a plane, at home for an extended period of time, wherever. I work to find satisfying and satiating foods that never make me feel deprived and never put me over the edge into feeling stuffed and bloated.
 
It’s a practice in balance. Admittedly a hard one, an unsexy one.
 
But once you begin practicing #moderation365, it becomes a habit—a way of eating that liberates you from a mental nutrition prison, ease and satisfaction and maintenance 365 days of the year. And there’s no going back.
 
So here’s what I’ve been up to.
 
Day 1 in Paris, Neghar and I got to our AirBnB apartment and immediately hit the grocery store for provisions. Liter bottles of water, pods for our coffee maker, crème fraiche (hopefully you remember the last coffee story from Paris, ha ;)), some assorted cheeses, eggs, items for a #BAS which Neg made, and well, a couple bottles of wine.
 
Being that last time I was speaking any foreign language, it was in Italy last Fall, I spent a solid day saying, “Si!” instead of “Oui.” And you’d think after spending SIX YEARS in school studying French that I might remember some of it. Welp, I had to relearn quite a bit, but in my defense, they also didn’t teach me how to say, “A glass of white wine, please” in high school French class (it’s “une verre de vin blanc, sil vous plait.” FYI).
 
Anyway, after a couple days, we’d settled into a rhythm. Neither one of us is a huge breakfast eater, but we cooked eggs at the flat a couple times, but mostly we’d wake up later, like 10am (still on US time) and fast until around 2pm—minus about a million cups of coffee—seriously, we went through 10 pods the first day, oops. Finally moved to getting coffee down the street toward the latter half of the trip, a much better choice!

A beautiful breaky made by Neghar:
Then mid-afternoon, when we’d hit the street for tons of walking and sight-seeing. Usually we’d have a late lunch of something kind of light like salad with protein or quiche or a caprese salad, plus a glass or two of wine. And then every evening, we made it a point to scope out some of the best restaurants in the city to enjoy, trying different dishes, not depriving ourselves but also not stuffing ourselves completely.
 
My personal goal is always to eat to about 80% fullness. Now, after practicing it for as long as I have, it’s second nature and effortless. I love this tool because it ensures I always leave the restaurant feeling light and comfy, instead of stuffed into my clothes and barely breathing, which of course I did for most of my life.
 
The trick with eating to 80% fullness, though, is that at first it’s really hard. One, because you are not really practiced at mindfulness yet, so it takes some effort and conscious awareness and two, because by definition, at 80% fullness YOU COULD EAT MORE. 
 
And we're normally so used to eating until we physically cannot whenever we dine out, that stopping before we reach that level is really hard. It feels … wrong, or unusual, or like maybe we aren’t completely getting our money’s worth. Whatever. But in my experience, eating to 80% full leaves you satiated but not stuffed. And the cue to know if you are at 80% fullness is that … you could eat more! But just because you can doesn’t mean you should or that eating more will produce even more satisfaction. In fact, I think there’s a bell-shaped curve when it comes to satisfaction with food—too much moves us into stuffed, uncomfortable and dissatisfied territory.
 
Eating to 80% fullness will feel weird and difficult at first, because it’s new and requires mental effort. BUT, the nature of this type of mindfulness practice is that over time, it does gets super easy to the point that it requires no thinking. So, how do you start? You just start. You watch. And stay aware of your body’s sensations and how you feel. You won’t get it right every time, and that’s just fine, it’s part of the process.
 
Don’t expect perfection. In fact, just expect the ups and downs and just keep on trying your best. That's the way practice works.
 
Our dinners here have mostly been protein and veggies, with a few bites of a baguette and a couple glasses of wine. I have not stressed over the sauces and marinades and sodium and butter. Those are small rocks. If there are used to help boost the #SatisfactionFactor of the meal, then that’s good for me because I naturally won’t feel the need to eat as much.
 
Here’s one memorable meal. Neghar, myself and my friend Sharon showed up to Perchoir (more restaurant recos at the bottom of this email)—which features an insane view of Paris from its rooftop bar—and the server said we were going to get a “surprise menu.” Oh! Okayyyy.
This was the first course: octopus with squid ink and a crystallized egg (Sharon wouldn’t try it strictly based on the fact that they looked like eyes), thin corn tortilla thingys with tuna sashimi and fried potato wisps on top, and beef Carpaccio with oysters and pesto. HELLO. Had to put my big girl pants on for this! The next course was raw duck and veggies, ha! Not everything was my favorite but I loved the experience of it, and I'm so grateful for the opportunity.
 
Most dinners included splitting a bottle of Sancerre or Sauvignon—they do whites really well in France—and tons of l’eau minerale (aka bottled water) to stay hydrated.
 
Other random things ...

As you know, I love #snaxxx and have been Intermittent Sampling with the Quest bars I brought (one of my Daily Nutritional Commitments) and some yummy sugar-free chocolate I found. Neghar and I split a couple of croissants throughout the week, and really, anything I’ve wanted to try, I've tried. I don’t feel deprived at all, and I have also not reached a point of I’m-disgusting-and-need-to-get-home-ASAP-so-I-can-control-myself either. I won’t ever reach that point because 4 years in to this moderation thing, I’m so practiced at it that I couldn’t ever get there; whereas years ago, a week vacation would have me dying to get home so I could reign myself in!
 
Some snackage:
As for exercise, I’m not going to lie. I have not weight trained one time since I have been here, and I am starting to crawl out of my skin a bit. My goal, as always to maintain and automate my physique, but I am starting to miss pushing around some heavy shit, so that’s next on the agenda. I am not stressed about it for my physique’s sake—I am more just itching for that good, sweaty, feel-like-you-kicked-ass feeling in the muscles.

What I have been doing, however, is a ton of leisure walking. It’s been between 8 and 12 miles daily. And so it seems I am taking more of an ELEL (eat less, exercise less) approach a la Metabolic Effect, here in Europe so far (be sure to check out Jade’s latest book, ‘Lose Weight Here’ to get the full low-down on both the ELEL and EMEM phases), which I am fine with for now.

I have another 6 weeks in Europe and I am interested to see how the rest of the trip goes. I will be hiking 100 miles over 12 days in Spain and Portugal, so I am excited for that, and in the meantime, calling CrossFit Paris! Lol.

I have not been perfect. But that is also never the goal, because when I try for perfection, it always backfires and I end up eating more and worse stuff later.

Instead, I’m simply doing my best because that’s all I can do. I gave up the need to control every little thing a long time ago. Besides not only can I never control everything, but I can never really trust what’s going to happen or the circumstances in which I find myself. Paris is Paris, it’s not going to change for me, and me trying to do what I do at home in Paris would be misery. And impossible. No thanks!

So, what I always remind myself is that control is the opposite of trust. And what I can always ALWAYS trust is myself. I know myself, I know my patterns, I know the approach that works for me, and trust myself 100% to show up anywhere anytime and be able to make the healthiest decision possible for me, whatever that looks like.

We don’t ever have to control circumstances when we trust ourselves completely.

As for my Parisian style, all I can say is … what Parisian style?? Lol, I packed COMPLETELY WRONG for this trip—sundresses and wedges, and hello, it’s 50 degrees and rainy. So I’ve supplemented my wardrobe a little with boots and jackets. Hate when I have to shop! ;)

Anyway, below is a little snapshot of the current circumstances. I have a pair of jeans that I am using as my barometer of maintenance. I am not stressing about a little water retention here and there, and of course I’m not weighing myself or anything. I am simply doing the jeans check! Good to go, #maintenancemode.
If you gals are interested in continuing to get updates along the way, I would love for you to respond and let me know. I will be sharing the insights and tools I’m using throughout the trip (like eating to 80% fullness) and giving you some stories from the road. And of course, I am sharing all of the play-by-play shenanigans on my Instagram account.
 
Be sure to let me know if you like the updates or they are boring the hell out of you ;)
 
Sending you love this week!
 
Xo,
Jill

P.S. If you haven’t read this week’s JillFit blog on female confidence, be sure to check it out here—it's getting lots of awesome feedback.
 
P.S.S. Here are some of my fav Parisian spots so far: Georges, Perchoir, Les Ombres, 00 39, Mon Vieil Ami, Le 114 Faubourg, and believe it or not, Le Tour Eiffel. Bon voyage!