My department was treated to Five Guys Burgers for lunch today to celebrate my coworker's retirement. In other words, I spent an hour in a minefield. While I could have MAYBE justified eating a burger without a bun with some lettuce or something (beef is on plan, but limited in its thermogenic utility), I decided I would be better off coming home afterward to make myself a full, productive lunch. So I sat there, chugging water, chatting with my coworkers, trying not to fantasize about half masticated cow rolling around in my wide open trap (weird thing for me to say if you don't get the reference...). Hard though it was, I stayed strong and got to share my early success with some of the people I work with. I felt a great deal of pride as I walked back to the car. Pride and hunger.
I got home (I live 2 minutes from work) and opened up the pantry. Rather than indulging in greasy beef and a mountain of fries at Five Guys, I treated myself to a lovely turkey burger (one of my favorite foods period) on a bed of spinach with a side of brown rice and sautéed broccoli. Tell me, who had a better lunch? Me, because mine is going to help me lose weight. Oh, and it was friggin delicious.
Committing to this diet and analyzing the way it will fit into my life has forced me to reconsider the role of food in my life. I wouldn't have called myself an "emotional eater" per se, but I definitely used food as a way of making myself happy. Whether it be just by choosing where I eat a meal or picking a snack, I knew I could make myself marginally happier by eating something tasty (and always horrid for me). But now, particularly in the light of the emphasis SlimGenics puts on the food driving the weight loss, I am seeing food more as fuel for my fire. Fuel that, as it happens, might not have to taste terrible!
Just a victory and a few thoughts to share today. Thanks for reading!
Steve
Get it!! Awesome job buddy!
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