Too Much

Why is it so hard to find just that right amount?
Tonight I made turkey stroganoff, compliments of @eatmovewrite, and it was delish (if a little runny because I added too much water…whoops!).
And I had too much of it. I am coming down from all-too-full feeling as I type, but I can’t help but ask myself how I got there. Why do I keep putting food down my gullet when I have had enough?
And in all fairness, I only had a cup of noodles and 2/3 or ¾ a cup of turkey, mushroom, onion, sour cream blend. And in all fairness, “enough” is changing drastically. Still, I think I could have done better—I could have been better to myself by listening a little more closely.
To fight the full, I took el beastie for a walk. It was a joyous occasion. “The world is new again!” He seemed to scream as he dashed around, lifting his leg, sniffing.
We didn’t walk a full thirty minutes, but I got over twenty minutes which by all reports says I gained something from the experience. Then we came home and played in the backyard. It was awesome. I hope to really build up this “play time” as it can be a high intensity work out—and I could use it! I’m going to need to find some crappy shoes though so I don’t constantly have to steer clear of poop bombs.