I had a big personal victory last night. All month, I’ve had to work late. To keep people here, the company usually brings in dinner from any one of a number of take out places in the area. Last night they brought in my favorite from an old-fashioned type of hamburger stand. There were hamburgers, bacon-cheeseburgers, fries, onion rings and shakes for 20. Somehow, I managed to join my colleagues at the table, steal only 2 fries and pass on the rest. It was 7:00, I was hungry, I had another hour of work to do before I could go home to eat, but I resisted. And it felt so good to be in control! 

Dinner at home was uneventful – but at least it was available. Just some 99% lean deli turkey wrapped in a high fiber, low fat tortilla with mustard, lettuce and tomato. Filling but uninspired – but it was truly an act of “filling my tank” rather than eating for any other of a dozen reasons cause over-weight people to overeat. It was not social, it was not comforting, it was not an escape and it was not a reward. It was just fuel.