Type II diabetic and I remember the 'diabetic cookies' in the 80's. Basically stick half a teaspoon of preserves on a pile of sawdust and there ya go, buddy, enjoy! What worked for me was two-fold. 1. Get rid of the temptations. Out of the house, gone. 2. And realizing why I was going for comfort food, whether that was a 'reward' or boredom, habit, whatever. Taking a hard look at it and just going okay, that doughnut is going to cost you a couple hours on the treadmill and you hate the treadmill. After a while on a lower fat/carb lifestyle, eating what used to be 'good' is like licking a spatula full of Crisco shortening. Bleh, no thanks.
First, congrats to your friends on their wedding. Second, I am glad to be in an anthology with you, Sam. Third, I've put my notes in my Scrivener file for "Journeyman" and will be running edits next week. And finally, you're not alone with dietary and health changes. Last week, I noticed that my blood pressure had crept up into the danger range and got my prescription changed from the trash generics that my health insurance was shipping me. I've also given up on refined/processed sugars to keep my blood sugar out of its own danger zone. I'll just enjoy my fond memories of tastycake pies, gingerbread birthday cakes, and jelly beans (the most dangerous with all that high fructose corn syrup) while I cruise on by them in the grocery story. 😁 I have too many stories to write to ignore my health. 👍
I am - sadly - going to have to resign myself to the idea that "cake is a sometimes food".
Fortunately for me, there are a couple of low-fat, low-sugar varieties of vanilla yogurt I enjoy. Throw some fresh fruit in there with some muesli or cut oats, and I'm a happy camper.
I am going to have to resign myself to turkey bacon, though. Which makes me sad.
Type II diabetic and I remember the 'diabetic cookies' in the 80's. Basically stick half a teaspoon of preserves on a pile of sawdust and there ya go, buddy, enjoy! What worked for me was two-fold. 1. Get rid of the temptations. Out of the house, gone. 2. And realizing why I was going for comfort food, whether that was a 'reward' or boredom, habit, whatever. Taking a hard look at it and just going okay, that doughnut is going to cost you a couple hours on the treadmill and you hate the treadmill. After a while on a lower fat/carb lifestyle, eating what used to be 'good' is like licking a spatula full of Crisco shortening. Bleh, no thanks.
First, congrats to your friends on their wedding. Second, I am glad to be in an anthology with you, Sam. Third, I've put my notes in my Scrivener file for "Journeyman" and will be running edits next week. And finally, you're not alone with dietary and health changes. Last week, I noticed that my blood pressure had crept up into the danger range and got my prescription changed from the trash generics that my health insurance was shipping me. I've also given up on refined/processed sugars to keep my blood sugar out of its own danger zone. I'll just enjoy my fond memories of tastycake pies, gingerbread birthday cakes, and jelly beans (the most dangerous with all that high fructose corn syrup) while I cruise on by them in the grocery story. 😁 I have too many stories to write to ignore my health. 👍
I am - sadly - going to have to resign myself to the idea that "cake is a sometimes food".
Fortunately for me, there are a couple of low-fat, low-sugar varieties of vanilla yogurt I enjoy. Throw some fresh fruit in there with some muesli or cut oats, and I'm a happy camper.
I am going to have to resign myself to turkey bacon, though. Which makes me sad.