Monday, 7 January 2013

Subway is dead to me

I don't know if it is just silly season at the moment, but certain sections of the right wing media seem to be trying to whip up a storm with regard to junk food. Labour 'should consider banning Frosties' was one article that caught my eye this weekend. Diane Abbott wages war with fried chicken was another. I'm not really interested in the politics of the stories, but I would be annoyed if there came a time when our elected officials dictate what you can or can eat.

I didn't get to 24st by eating celery and tomatoes. Over a prolonged period I overate. Some of that was junk food. Most of it would have been fairly decent food but in elephant sized portions. What went into my mouth was my choice and my responsibility. Unless there is legitimate medicinal reasoning for withdrawing certain foods, such as beef when mad cow disease was on the agenda, government has no business telling me what I can and can't eat.

When I was eating a kebab every night of the week, I knew it was not good for me. Now I am on a diet, fast food outlets are strictly out of bounds. At least twice every working day I find myself facing this

Subway, conveniently opposite the office I work in
Nobody has ever forced me to eat there, and I won't be doing so for the forseeable future. Mind over matter. I'd love to eat there every day, but to achieve my goal I can't. When I've lost 41lbs I may well go and grab myself a footlong to celebrate, but until then Subway is dead to me. A diet is a subconscious decision to lose weight. I don't need politicians, however well meaning, intervening on my behalf.
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