I've been listening to my body's messages the last few years as I slip into middle age (where DID the time go?). The first message I really heard was many years ago now, when I was warned that my life-long love of cheese had betrayed me and was no longer my love...*sob*. Cheese was no longer treating me right, causing all manner of digestive and respiratory ills, and so I took charge of my cheese-love-life and booted it to the curb! Began feeling better almost immediately. I adjusted to a changed dietary lifestyle and was no longer tempted by the great betrayers: pizza.....fondue.....chimi changas.
Earlier this year, another great love betrayed me. Why?? Why am I choosing foods that are no good for me? They've cheated others, and now they're mistreating me! I found myself mistreated by the most insidious of all my loves.....bread! OH the deliciousness, the multi-sensory delight of onion bread with herbed butter. OH the temptation of warm whole-grain rolls with dinner. *SOB* ....why ME????