Bye bye to hunger & cravings?
Thursday, August 02, 2012
So I've got to admit, I really like my job!
I got a new boss the other day. My boss lives out in Las Vegas (which is nice...other than the obvious reason that he is 2000 miles away, I get lots of reasons to go out there....like next week for 3 days!)
But it's always dicey breaking in a new boss and we spent all day getting him up to speed on all the big muscle movements of the far flung empire I run.
It went great....he's going to be a good boss, which helps, because I demand that my bosses be good and get really pissed off when they're not!
However, the day went long and by the time I got him on an airplane back home and got caught up in the office on all the other goings on today, it was too late to get to the gym. I've got a dinner tomorrow night (a fish fry with a lot of local yahoos), so I'll need to duck out early to get in some ST, then drive the 45 minutes to this dude's dude ranch. So since getting back home from the cruise, I'll have eaten out 4 times in 3 days....sheesh!
But I'm getting the hang of low carb dining out and it certainly is much easier than I expected. No bread when they bring out a basket full of steaming loaves, ditch the croutons in the salads, leave the potatoes, rice & pastas alone (actually I've found that if you ask the wait staff nicely to give you a double serving of veggies instead of the starch dish, most of them can make that happen), and somehow, magically and mysteriously, by the time the meal is done, I really don't feel tempted in the least by dessert.
I guess what has impressed me the most about ditching the carbs is the stability it has bought to my appetite....I can go hours without eating and am OK.
Today we had a working lunch with my boss. I had ordered a salad with chicken, which somehow got translated into a heap of chicken salad.....a jumbled up mash of chicken in a weird and uninteresting sauce. My staff (already a little edgy about the visit) started doing the funky chicken dance and got all worried that they screwed me over on the lunch (which they did) and started coming up with these harebrained schemes to correct the situation ("Boss I'm going to personally strangle the guy who did this!")
I told them to relax, that I could forgo lunch and still survive.....and I really felt like it was no big deal to not eat anything for 4-5 hours.
They looked at me like I had just punched the Pope and yet I felt perfectly calm knowing that I haven't had strong cravings or hunger pangs in a few weeks.
Even at night, which has historically been my time of weakest resistance to snacking, I don't feel like I have to go eat something sweet mere hours after dinner.
For that reason alone, I feel better and better about this new lifestyle change
Have a great night Spark friends!