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Trigger Foods & Eating Healthy

Trigger Foods and Eating Healthy

Is there something you eat that you just can’t eat in moderation, no matter how hard you try?

For me, that would be bread and grains.

For you, it may be something else.

For my hubby, it’s Mountain Dew and Chips.

I’m not talking wonder bread either. I always prided myself on good health choices (Despite my waistline) because I loved whole grain bread.

I especially loved whole grain, homemade bread, from freshly ground organic wheat berries, with added flax seeds, and other healthy ingredients. I could eat a whole loaf. Easily.

Peanut Butter. Popcorn. Whole grain tortillas or wraps. Dark Chocolate. Homemade Hummus. Brown Rice.

I love them all.

In the words of a dietician, I once discussed my weight with, “You eat healthier than I do!”

A doctor once accused me of lying about what I ate, because I was doing all the right things.  I couldn’t be fat if I was doing all the right things, could I?

The answer is simply this: these foods are triggering for me.

For me, what this means is, in order to have better eating habits, I have to avoid eating foods I find triggering.

If I can’t put the breaks on whole grain tortillas, then I probably shouldn’t eat whole grain tortillas.

Think for a moment about what foods you can’t say no to.

Moderation is good but trying to eat a food that is a trigger for you in moderation is torture.

Eating anything in moderation is good. Trying to eat a food that is a trigger for you in moderation is torture. 

Personally, for me, it’s easier to practice abstinence from these foods than it is to try to regulate them.

I learned that the hard way when I regained nearly half of what I had lost.



A Fresh Start

My Journey from Obesity: A Fresh Start

Nearly three years ago, I achieved the monumental feat of

  • losing 90 pounds (with 40 more to go)
  • gaining energy
  • cutting my cholesterol in half
  • dramatically lowering my blood pressure
  • improving my overall health

And then, as they say, life happened somewhere in the middle of it all.

Tripping over Hurdles

There were a few hurdles that made me eventually trip and regain nearly 50 pounds. 🙁 Yeah, I know. It stinks.

I’m determined to overcome these hurdles. I have to…for my health and sanity…and also because I’m nearly out of clothes that fit.  I originally lost all of that weight because I was diagnosed with fatty liver disease (aka Non Alcoholic Steatohepatitis), then I watched someone near me die of it. Horrible. I didn’t want that.

The hurdles included:

  1. Starting a part-time, seasonal job after 20 years as a stay at home mom — this threw my routines off big time and slowed my momentum down.
  2. Two of my adult kids were in a horrible car accident which was nearly fatal (they’ve recovered wonderfully thankfully). Too much time on the road, driving two hours each way to different hospitals, doctors, etc. and eating on the run was not helpful. Nor was the stress.
  3. Figuring out how to get back on track after falling into the bad habit of Peanut butter sandwiches and other heavy carb meals. I even started eating popcorn again, which blows me up like a balloon.

My Fresh Breaking Point

So this fresh start came about with a fresh breaking point, or perhaps several breaking points.

As I was cleaning up in my bedroom closet, getting ready to start my seasonal job in a month, I found a pair of trousers I had from when I first was down to 199. I held them up to me. Half. It only fit halfway across my body. Ugh.

I know all the cliches.

I am not my dress size.

Love the body you’re in.

The fact is, I despise this body. I sometimes want to carve the fat off of it myself. I vomit in my mouth at the sight of myself.

Later that same night, talking to an older lady I know from church, I learn that her daughter just found out that she has non-alcoholic cirrhosis of the liver (what Steatohepatitis grows up to become if left untreated). She had no idea how sick she was until she turned orange, as her liver shut down. Now she needs a liver transplant.

I already was experiencing the awful side effects of my fatty liver disease creeping back in I think. I needed to stop this thing in its tracks.

Start Where Ya At

I was thinking about starting back on track, eating the whole foods, grain free diet that had helped me before, but the timing was never right.

That’s the thing though. It never is, is it?

I knew that I was going to start getting trained into a new position at work for my seasonal job. I knew I’d spend large parts of my day way from home, which makes eating well harder for me, and getting into an exercise routine is equally challenging when I have to worry about a set schedule.

Still, I decided to just say the heck with it, and start right now, on a Tuesday, in the second week of May, and make it happen.

I figure if I can’t figure out how to make it work with my job, then I’d just derail my progress again next year…I need to figure it out right now if these changes were to last.