But I am a food lover.
I admit I get excited over food. I love trying new things (within reason of course) and combining old stuff to make something even better. I've always considered myself a foodie, but I never realized my enthusiasm for eating.
That is part of the reason I got to the size I was. I loved to eat and didn't care what it was or when. I ate when I felt like it (and even when I didn't!). I never told myself 'no' or 'don't eat that'. It was great. It was hell.
I'm on my path to recovery and I've lost over 13 pounds while doing it. I know it's not much to some people but it's a giant hurdle for me. I'm on the greatest 'diet' in the world and have developed better eating habits, but I still LOVE food. It finally sunk in tonight when I was discussing with a coworker about the new Blue Bell holiday ice cream flavors that were coming out soon. I admit it. I got excited and happy to talk about them and starting building anticipation about buying them soon. Did I really get excited about ice cream?
Yes....I did. And I got super excited about the Ghirardelli chocolate assortments that came out with this Christmas. Except for the cacao kind, because that one is gross.
As stupid as it sounds, I love the taste of food. It's not about what nutritional value I get from it or what it can do for my butt. I love experiencing the taste of individual foods or different combinations. The feel, the taste, texture or even how I feel when I'm eating it. I mean, how can you really explain what a double cheese enchilada tastes like?? It is what it is.....or something like that.
MMMMM
So, I love food. I even customized my own t-shirt that says I <3 food. Nice. But I guess there is nothing wrong with that. Some people love to travel. Others love to collect things. Me? I love to eat. And eat good stuff.
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