Addicted to Food
Saturday, January 30, 2010
I don't really have a problem losing weight. There is just one thing in the way.
Food. Great tasting food.
I exercise to be healthy and feel good, not to lose weight. For me, exercise isn't required to lose weight. All I need to do is eat less.
Then why is it so hard?
I am addicted to food. I love food. I love large portions of food. I don't eat because I need the fuel, I eat because I enjoy it.
A little too much.
I don't do diets. I never have, I never will. I don't change what I eat if I want to lose weight. I just try to eat less of it.
I still eat ice cream. I just eat less. If I cut of some foods altogether I'll quit. Because who wants restrictions? I eat steak and potatoes, but when I eat out I eat half and take the rest home for later.
I already have a lot going for me. I don't smoke. I don't drink. Never have, never will.
I get into the most trouble with pop. Namely Dr. Pepper. I love Dr. Pepper. I could drink it all day. I'm not going to stop drinking it to lose weight. Weight loss isn't supposed to be a drag. So I drink one or two Dr. Pepper's each day and leave it at that.
I don't keep sweets in the house. I can't. I'll eat them. All of them. All at once. No joke. If I make cookies or brownies, I give most of them to my husband to take to work and share. His coworkers love me and I'm not eating the entire pan. Win win.
Now if I could only get my 2 year old to eat as much as I'm not supposed to (this yogurt-only phase he's going through can't last forever, right?) then we'll be in good shape. Both of us.