It makes perfect sense, and I know exactly what you mean. I was out running errands yesterday, didn't think to eat before I left, and had some cash in my pocket. Before it would have been the perfect excuse to have some junk food, I had plenty of opportunity, and I really would not have felt bad about it... but as I really considered what I actually wanted, I discovered that I really just didn't want the junk food. It wasn't a rational "I know I'll regret this later", or me making good nutritional choices, I just really wanted the elk steak and buttered broccoli waiting for me at home more than I wanted pizza or mozzarella sticks or something. Amazing, innit? ;0)
Originally Posted by Taimis
Triumph: one of my very dear friends has recently signed up for the MDA forums after reading some Facebook posts on the joys of a Primal life. Spread the word, it's infectious*! =)
*the fun kind!
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