It’s easier to diet alone
General November 21st, 2008I started back on a healthy track a week ago. I was really ready and it wasn’t so hard.
My husband was also out of town.
He came back Tuesday and it’s been progressively harder every day.
There are so many things I love about this man, but his knowledge of healthy eating is non existent, and his love of good living is very strong. He came back from the butcher yesterday proudly telling me he’d bought meat for fondue Bourguinon. Do you know what that is? It’s cubes of beef that you cook in a fondue pot in OIL. That you then dip into basically mayonnaise-type sauces. I guess it’s diet food if you are doing hard-core Atkins. For anyone else it’s a thousand ways to say “heart attack express”.
Sigh.
He also came home with panna cotta. What is he thinking? He’s thinking it looked good, that he knows I like it, etc. In fact, I do love panna cotta, but I passed it up without too much hassle (I have all that leftover applesauce!).
Dinner tonight - for me, I mean, will be spinach, roasted veggies and soup. I may have a few pieces of the fondue with him, but I promise to report on how many pieces of flesh I drowned in oil and then doused with greasy sauce. (hoping I’m psyching myself into moderation here!)
November 21st, 2008 at 7:00 pm
That sounds like quite a struggle, to be constantly facing temptation. At least, though, you’re being tempted with exciting, exquisite, lavish foods - and not being tempted to break the calorie bank with something banal like a Big Mac! (Okay, I’ll admit, I’m just jealous that my boyfriend never comes home and makes fondue for me…)
Good luck avoiding temptation!
November 21st, 2008 at 7:53 pm
Mmmm. Reminds me of the Melting Pot here in the US. Such a neat dining experience, but so absolutely horrible nutritionally speaking. We had a New Years cheese fondue tradition for years. I am glad that you mentioned this because I am going to have to come up with something different for this year, much to my husband’s dismay.
November 22nd, 2008 at 2:15 am
Hey round - that’s hard. I once went to a marvellous fondue party and instead of oil, we filled the pots with red wine. Some of the sauces were creamy, but others were like chutneys and salsas. We did beef, chicken and pork.
Also, with the red wine there was less of an oily residue in the air.
My dh is as thin as can be and eats anything and everything with pleasure and abandon. So hard to watch someone scarf down the rich stuff knowing you daren’t. Hang tough, dear lady…
xoxoxoxo RubJyean
November 22nd, 2008 at 3:05 am
OMG, my DH is the same way!!! he brings home high cal “good stuff” all the time! makes me crazy! he knows i am trying to be healthy, but he’s just not ready to change his ways. It is very hard being faced with all these things on a daily basis. really puts my will power to the test! Good luck :O
November 22nd, 2008 at 6:06 pm
It sounds like you’re really in the right mindset to avoid those temptations! I like your description of the fondu– I know it doesn’t sound very appetizing to me when it’s put like that. And thanks for the comment, it’s hard to believe I can motivate someone else to go to the gym when I can barely make myself go! Haha. Good luck with everything!
November 22nd, 2008 at 6:57 pm
Ha! I love the way you closed by calling the oh-so-tasty goodness, “pieces of flesh drowned in oil and then doused with greasy sauce.” That’s perfect. If you just keep telling yourself that, it just may work! I’ll have to remember to name my food what it is before I eat it. Pizza? No no. You mean, artery clogging slices of slimy cheese and pig fat covered in pools of grease that would soon be slithering around my insides. Ewwww.
November 23rd, 2008 at 1:53 pm
Oh, My! I’d find it difficult to pass up some of that stuff. Fortunately for me, I hate most of the food my DH likes. I have to admit I eat it sometimes just because it’s there and I don’t have to fix something else but I don’t like it and don’t consider it difficult to skip it and make myself something else. He also burns any meat he fixes. He calls it “crispy done”. I call it dried up and burnt. His favs? Spaghetti and meatballs, salmon cakes, hamburgers, meatloaf, and other comfort foods.
He’s very independent and will fix his own dinner almost every night because he wants what he wants. I’m embarrassed to say I frequently eat it only because I’m too lazy to fix something else.