Carol Vorderman Quotes

Why can't I just eat my waffle?

I was a mindless eater. I ate for comfort. I also ate out of boredom and habit.

I have cravings all the time, even when I'm not pregnant.

I used to sit on the couch, and I could go through a pound of Brie cheese and a movie. I was like, 'That's enough,' because it feels like a bowling ball in your stomach.

I'm a sucker for a packet of biscuits. I can eat a whole pack in 10 minutes.

My worst habit is opening the fridge and thinking: 'I'd like to eat something.'

You cannot control the primitive urges and hormones that drive your eating behavior.

I love food. I'm a huge food addict. I think in my past life I was a pig or something like that, but I love eating; I never stop eating.

When I feel stressed, I turn to food for comfort, but I don't like to diet and I'm not good at it.

Sugar does make people happy, but then you fall off the edge after a few minutes, so I've really pretty much cut it out of my diet. Except for cupcakes. I like those.

Gluttony is an emotional escape, a sign something is eating us.

So what I did was stuff my face with anything around, any old rubbish, burgers, chocolate, crisps, fish and chips, loads of it, till I felt sick - but at least I'd had the pleasure of stuffing my face and feeling really full.

There've been times when I've bought a whole pound of cheese and walked down the street and eaten it in one go.

Eating when you're not hungry and taking in that amount of food is exhausting.

The evening is really hard for me. I have to force myself not to eat.

For many of us, eating has surprisingly little to do with hunger. We eat out of boredom, for entertainment, to comfort or reward ourselves. Try to be aware of why you're eating, and ask yourself if you're really hungry - before you eat and then again along the way.

I am somebody who is constantly hungry to nibble on something.

My body believes a famine is imminent and has begun stocking up on provisions. These supplies are being stored around my waistline. I've tried explaining to my stomach that this is entirely unnecessary: I've never once, not even when I was in college and more broke than the E.U., done any actual starving.

I have a habit of needing cake or chocolate when I get an energy dip around 4 P.M. I wish I could stop.

I can't even count the number of times I've obliterated my diet with a binge session. One second, I'm floating along just fine, four days into a successful low-carb lifestyle. The next? I'm standing alone in a dark kitchen, eating a sleeve of Ritz crackers and cream cheese with a spoon.

I'm a big comfort eater, so if I'm feeling sorry for myself, I'll just stuff my face.

Holiday eating is a study in paradox. You're surrounded by food, but you're so busy shopping and cooking that you don't have time to eat. Then, when your blood sugar dips to the point of derangement, you make a desperate lunge for the closest foodstuff - and the next thing you know, you've eaten an entire box of regifted peppermint bark.

I get snappy if I don't eat.

I could eat 10 packs of Hula Hoops a day and not think about it.

A lot of people who are overweight - not everyone, but a lot of people - are dealing with issues such as emotional issues, stress issues. They become stress eaters and emotional eaters.