Showing posts with label processed food. Show all posts
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Thursday, 30 October 2014

Today's food diary

I'm far from being 'cured' but today, I went to the supermarket and I gave myself the whole shop from which to buy dinner, not just the diet/low fat ready meals counter.  Typically, during the week, that's what I live on; low fat, tasteless lasagnes, low sugar drinks blah, blah, blah.   But tonight, I gave myself freedom to actually eat whatever I fancied...I was actually scared (would you believe it?).

I've lived for so long in this crazy world of restricted diet foods during the week, blowout-eat-whatever-you-want at weekends, that it's like I don't have a medium setting.  How on earth do you eat 'weekend foods' in moderation without screwing the whole thing up?!  But then learning how to eat so called 'bad' food in moderation is also hugely liberating! 

Here's what today looked like;

Breakfast: Big mug of coffee and a lovely well-thumbed Bible on knee, I also enjoyed a piece of toast with cheese and a huge juicy tomato. I made 2 pieces of toast but after finishing first, realised I didn't actually need the second.

11.30 Felt hungry, so had a bag of Snack-a-jacks and a cup of tea.

1.30pm: Genuine tummy rumbles by then, so had a Warburton's sandwich thin with some laughing cow cheese...and a small gingerbread biscuit.

Twigged later in the afternoon that so far, this wasn't the healthiest of food days, but I took a multi vit, had an Alpen bar, big pint of water and pondered what I'd eat for dinner.

Dinner (much better!). Had a risotto with a load of veg, bit of chicken and some prawns.  Even when I put it on my plate, it looked too much, but I ate slowly and savoured every yummy bite.  It was flipping gorgeous! And I couldn't actually finish it, so for once I didn't clear my plate, I'd had just enough and I hadn't eaten some vile processed meal.

Real food, combined with a cracking Biblical start to my day too.  My prayer all day has just been, 'help me to eat only when I'm hungry. Help me to eat the way you intended me to eat'.

I've now got to tackle the weekend, so this could be a huge challenge. I find that I'm constantly having to challenge my thinking about food, which is easier in the process of a working week, but less easy in an unstructured weekend.

It's been a difficult week emotionally, due to external factors, but I feel that God and I have taken the first few steps in dealing with this lifelong food issue.

Weigh-in tomorrow!