Changing your lifesyle. Possibly the hardest thing I've ever done.
I read somewhere once that when you want to change a very stubborn habit, such as smoking (or overeating), you need to change your surroundings. It makes it easier to create new habits.
This was before I moved out of my parents house years ago. When I did, I was amazed. I quit snacking, along with some other bad habits, because I was in a new environment, and it was easy to change.
Of course, being a broke college student helps kick the snacking in the butt, too. You simply can't afford such luxuries.
It was when I met Nick that the weight really started piling on.
Our relationship began with a lot of eating out. Since I didn't really know him, public places were kind of the route to go.
We were both still fairly young, and celebrating the fact that we could eat whatever we wanted whenever we wanted, and spent a lot of time eating fried foods, chinese, mexican, and ALWAYS somewhere other than home.
Now we rarely eat out. At least we got that out of our system. But after all these years, it's very hard for me to not eat half of everything we make, all of the Hamburger Helper I make when he's not home, and half a carton of ice cream for dessert.
We go over to my parents house fairly regularly, too. My brother, being 14 and skinny as a rail, eats ALL DAY LONG. It is quite possibly the most sickening thing I've ever seen. Sickening, because I can't.
I snack a lot over there. It's been hard. I'm trying to avoid it.
That much being said, I'm sure you can guess that the last few days have not gone so well.
Saturday night Nick and I made fish. Now before you get too excited, it was FRIED fish. I was only going to eat one piece.
I ate like four.
Okay, life goes on. I did eat a TON of spinach that night, so if all else fails, I should get some sweet muscles out of deal. 
Oh wait. That's Popeye.
Then we went over to my parents. My dad was going out of town for work, so we wanted to wish him a safe trip.
They were eating dinner over there, and it was turkey. I love turkey. Especially when my dad makes it. 
Pretty soon, I was eating turkey while I was talking to them. I caught myself and made myself stop. I was stuffed when I had gotten over there, and really did not need to continue eating.
We finally went home, and I crashed.
The next morning, I was determined to redeem myself. I ate bananas and a peach and some salad. I was NOT going to fall victim to tasty fried food again.
I had a piece of fish. I just couldn't help it. It was too darn tasty.
That afternoon, my mom called, and asked if Nick and I would like to eat dinner at their place. So we went over and had turkey sandwiches and tator tots.
Yeah, you can just guess what happened.
After dinner, my mom made an apple pie.
Yes, I ended up eating a piece of that, too.
Meanwhile, I stare at my mom and my brother and curse them for being human rails, while I feel guilty for eating everything I did.
At least my portion sizes were good!
Yesterday I ate two bananas, which I know frequently crave. It is the weirdest thing, because I can't say that I've ever CRAVED bananas before.
Breakfast was from the Downtown Deli next door, and it was an egg, bacon, and cheese crossaint. I love those. I need to STOP loving those.
For lunch I had a peach and lots of water. My allergies have been bad lately, so I've been drinking tons of water. At least I'm doing something right.
Dinner last night was french bread pizza and boneless buffalo wings. I make the wings myself, and I use boneless skinless chicken breast, bread crumbs, and Frank's Red Hot sauce. It's not too bad, except for the sauce. I bake them instead of fry them, so they are actually pretty decent in the health department.
The pizza may have been pushing it, but I had mushrooms and turkey and pineapple on it. The worst part was definitely the bread.
I had some fruit salad for dessert, which is what I also had for breakfast this morning.
Lunch was 2 boneless wings and another small slice of the pizza.
I think maybe just a salad for lunch is a better plan....
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