"Have Your Cake And Eat It"

Or not. I've been taking an interest in diet and nutrition for a while. I think it's what's supposed to happen to you, unless you're particularly happy go lucky, when you get past 40 or 50. You're brain starts to tell you: hey mate, you're MORTAL!

So I've read a lot about foody stuff. One of the things I've decided is probably correct is that it is not a good idea to put fats (proteins like meat, fish, and oils)  and sugars (including sugar, and carbohydrates like wheat based items ) together. So...Cake? No. Doughnuts? No. Processed foods of most descriptions? No. You knew that of course.

But also. Potatoes/ rice/bread and meat. No! You can eat those things separately, but it seems that when you put them together it turns on some addictive triggers in our heads which stop us knowing when to stop. In fact a lot of the big companies (clue: money making businesses) sussed this years ago and pay evil science types  millions to discover the exact addictive proportions of fats and sugars needed to make you simply HAVE to have one more bag of Wotsits. Or another Big Mac.

Now, you might think this is hokum pokum, and likely to cause unhappiness and stress related ulcers. And perhaps you're  right. But I have realised that when I think of giving up cheese on toast, I get  exactly the same nervous, twitchy unease that I used to get when I contemplated giving up cigarettes.

I know. One is Food. The other is a dangerously unhealthy carcinogenic drug. But the science seems to suggest that I might be doing myself damage with my tasty snacks too. And that I am in fact addicted to certain combinations of food. Which leads me to eating things that make me more likely to get...well, you know, the usual suspects. Deathly things.

So I'm experimenting. I'm basically going to eat  most of the usual stuff, but not mix my carbohydrates and proteins, the sugars and fats. In short I'm going cold turkey on pizza.

I discovered when I stopped smoking ten years ago that most of the cravings that told me I MUST HAVE a cigarette were psychological. And just by stopping, and carrying on stopping, the cravings have gone. And I realise that I don't have to smoke. More than that, I really, really, don't want to.  I learned to enjoy other things instead. Remarkably I'm happy without cigarettes. Happier, to be honest.

 Because of that experience, I've no doubt I can learn to like foods in certain combinations, and stop craving food in other combinations. And I don't care if you think I'm being silly. I know I won't live forever. But I want to give myself a good shot at staying as healthy as a dying person can be.

Incidentally, I am not giving out any dietary advice here. Hence, I've not put links to any of my highly classified sources. I'm telling you what's happening simply because people are ringing me, messaging me, emailing all the time to find out what I'm doing at any given hour of the day. It's exhausting keeping up. Hope this helps.

Disclaimer: if you die because of anything you read in this blog it's not my fault. Fact!  



The line "Have your cake and eat it" is from my song "Have Your Cake And Eat It"  at Fee Comes Fourth. September 4th 2012.