Sometimes, it’s not just a matter of temptation or politeness, but a matter of your own success and health. I’ve been in plenty of situations where people either don’t understand my diet needs or, even worse, are upset by them. I try to be as amenable as possible, and when it’s unavoidable, I will go ahead and eat what’s made for me even if it’s not compliant with my LCHF lifestyle, but given options, I always try to eat Paleo or Keto.
I’ve been in situations recently where I was with friends and we ended up in a restaurant that didn’t have a single low-carb option. It was my fault; they asked if I thought we could eat there, and I figured there’d be at least some grilled option or something that was Paleo or Keto. Turns out, there was not a single good option. I had to ask the kitchen to adapt a recipe, to which they complied, but the result was an over-salted dish that really wasn’t very good. However, it was otherwise compliant, and that’s the best I was able to get out of that situation.
I try to be nice about my diet needs, but sometimes, people will gently bully you into eating non-LCHF foods because of their own hang ups, desires, or appetite. Don’t give in. Be polite, but be firm that you can’t compromise on your health. If they are truly your friends, they will understand. Sometimes, people will push against your willpower and discipline for whatever reason, but it’s up to you to resist, be strong, and stick to your guns. You and your health is worth the slight discomfort.
Why do I advocate resisting when going along with whatever your friends want to eat would cause fewer problems? Because if you’re like me, the problem doesn’t just lay with how our bodies process carbs and sugar. It’s an emotional issue, and a behavior issue. I have an unhealthy relationship with food, and for me, it’s a very slippery slope. I can’t allow myself to start falling off the wagon every time I go out with friends or I won’t be able to stick to it when I’m alone, and the next thing I know, I’m back over 200 lbs and in danger of being discharged from the military. I have too much to lose. I choose good health and fitness over food.

It’s in our nature to want to lose weight quickly and with as little effort as possible. There are those who are willing to put in the sweat to lose weight (as if that was possible), and these people quickly become demotivated when they find that weight loss takes time. What’s worse is how many people quit after two or three weeks of hard physical activity when they find they’ve only lost a few lbs.

I wanted to see what effect some non-Paleo/Keto foods would have on me this weekend, so I allowed myself some bread and even a half serving of bread pudding on Saturday night, two Pimm’s Cups (also on Saturday night), and a cider and 1/3 cup of rice with dinner on Sunday night. The net result: a gain of about 1 lb. Is that enough to tell me that the food I ate and the alcohol I drank had an effect on me? It’s not definitive, because I’ve yet to have my post-weekend bowel movement, and I still have a run to do. Do I feel any different? Not really, because I made sure I got enough sleep, and I’m not bloating or retaining water like I used to when I’d go off plan.

I have an eating disorder of sorts. I like to eat. A lot. I have it under control now, but I can’t say it’s completely gone. The problem is, I love food and I love to eat, and often, I find myself wanting to eat something not because I’m hungry, and often not because I’m bored, but just because I love food.
I am asked all the time what is the secret to my success in getting healthy and losing 150 lbs. I tell them that aside from the necessary motivation, dedication, perseverance, support from my wife, and hard work, the biggest secret is food prep. Without it, I would never have had the results I had in the time I achieved them.
I went fishing on Good Friday with my wife and my good friend Steve, and we ended up hooking a crevalle jack, also known as a Jack Fish. I volunteered to bring it in. Without knowing what I was in for, I figured, “How hard can this be?” I didn’t know it would be the fight of my life.
