Listen kids, I keep it real with you don't I? Well, pretty real. I mean, I do have SOME boundaries (albeit very loose). So I don't want to come at you with "I am not on a diet, I am changing the way I eat for a lifetime" nonsense...bc let's be honest...when you aren't eating what you want because what you want to eat makes your ass fat and your stomach topple out and over the top of your pants...well then friends...you are on a diet. NOW, maybe at one point, your diet does bc your habit and wah-lah, you have changed your lifestyle. But I ain't there, and I don't know if I will ever be there. So, let's look at what the definition of diet is, when one googles DIET.
1.The kinds of food that a person, animal, or community habitually eats. (one could say that I habitually make poor diet choices)
2.A legislative assembly in certain countries. (one could say I have no idea what this is referring to)
Restrict oneself to small amounts or special kinds of food in order to lose weight: "it is difficult to diet in a house full of cupcakes".
nutrition - nourishment - food - regimen - dietary
So there we go. We are all on the same page now. Well anyways, it would be safe to say that I have been firmly routed outside of the healthy eating stratosphere now for...gosh...a year? I would say that with the exception of a few bouts of a one or two day stretch, I haven't really been trying to watch what I have been eating at all. While I am not making positive food choices, I am constantly aware of how bad the choices I am making...are. But just like the years of eating that got me to 333pounds, I can usually justify or squash those voices by eating more food. Dangerous slope. So I woke up and weighed in Monday.