Rotting Flesh...

Hello.

Yesterday at the health club I was welcomed at the door by several young ladies dressed in sexy Halloween garb, accompanied by a couple of Hooters girls pushing hot wings and celery sticks. And guess what. Opposite of them stood a table representing the local Indian food restaurant I have frequented. They were all publicising a much anticipated Halloween weekend and membership drive to welcome the two new area health clubs under construction. It was kind of odd. I started by having a few celery sticks, and then something vegetarian from the Indian food table. After my workout I had the insane craving for fish. I haven't had fish since last June. So I had fish. Before that, and after the gym, I was at a function where Oreos were present. I ate them too. I completely forgot that I was restarting my 'cleanse' and I was on autopilot. It scared me. After the fish I thought, what the hell, I'll go to the supermarket and have something else. And I did. I haven't eaten like this since last June and it scared the hell out of me. I better revisit whatever I did to psyche myself into eating vegan before so I can do it again otherwise I will kill myself with food. Or worse... I will go on living like this. A state of misery with no end in sight.

I have no doubt that animal based foods and foods high in saturated fat are addictive and trigger an insane urge to go on eating. I believe anyone suffering from obesity is a victim of this obsession, which has no cure. It can only be managed and treated, but never will there be a cure.