Whining

I've got to lose 50 lbs (22.68 kgs) for my health (diabetes, arthritis...) and I will be giving up all the satisfying, crappy foods I love. My unconscious eating patterns have now become addiction-driven since I gave up (quit) ciggies on the 18th January this year. My taste buds met their Second Coming and sang out like the Schiller chorus from Beethoven's 9th. And what did they demand? Shrimp ($6 for 904 grams) poutine (greasy chips in gravy and melted curds - a Quebec specialty), pickled pork shins roasted and cold-sliced onto a wad of bread with Dijon, Diet (0 calories & fizzy) Lemonade and Cranberry and Grapefruit - only 28mgs of acesulfame-potassium per can) ... grilled 2 yr old Cheddar on wholegrain toast, roast chickens for sandwiches and then veggies once a week from the Chinese Buffet in town ($10). And Multi vitamins and B Complex.

Now I have to drop the bread and Mayo sandwiches and all the pizzas and crap and get back to buying veggies and salad materiel and boiled chicken and maybe a few eggs per week. One slice of multigrain bread per day and a bowl of some fibre-laden crap for breakfast.( No verb in that last sentence, see?, already I'm sickening myself...) More fruit by the chair for automatic-face-stuffing.... I like those Gala apples and I wish they'd import South African Granny Smiths into Canada which are sweeter than the ones from British Columbia...
I don't drink, I don't smoke, I don't do drugs and now I don't do food.

Where's the Glory?