Friends, I have a confession to make: I eat whatever I want.
So much for discipline huh?
Of course, it just so happens that want I want to eat 90% of the time is staple foods like Steak and Eggs.
It also just so happens that I eat, at most, 8 hours out of the day and fast for 16-20 hours every single day. Intermittent Fasting is a fancy word for it but it really just means I don’t eat breakfast and sometime I don’t eat lunch.
Some days I eat only one meal, other days I go up to three meals. For simplicities sake we’ll say on any average day I eat two meals. That doesn’t mean I eat two meals and snack all throughout the day – it means I eat twice per day.
If I eat lunch I usually eat Steak and Eggs, but I have been known to eat Sushi, peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, and I have even been known to include beer with lunch.
Now I have eaten junk foods with lunch before and it always ends the same way – with me taking a long nap. Got to sleep off that insulin spike.
I’ve learned from my blunders and I don’t include any junk foods like ice cream with lunch. It’s usually my standby Steak and Eggs and if I want to go wild I’ll eat some sushi and drink some beer.
But dinner, that’s a whole different story.
At the end of dinner I eat whatever I want.
In a previous lifetime it was called dessert. It was when people ate their real foods throughout the day and then after dinner they gave themselves a little treat. Nowadays people give themselves a little treat all day and they may eat some real foods after their junk dinner.
So if I want to eat a pint of ice cream mixed with peanut butter I’ll do it. But I’ll make sure and eat my real food (steak and eggs) first. That way I get all my protein and saturated fat needs met, I get full enough that I’m not gonna go too crazy on junk food, and the fat that I eat will slow the release of that insulin so I don’t get crazy energy spikes. And I’ll wash it down with a beer or two. And hell, even if I do get energy spikes, it’s near bed-time anyway because I only eat that junk at night-time.
I did a two week *experiment* where I reversed that order big time. Every single day I ate Mcdonalds for lunch – that’s two double cheeseburgers, big super-size fries and a large coca-cola classic and I had a big ice cream for dessert. For dinner I ate one or two big ol’ fresh barbecued fishes and washed it down with beer. And then I drank beer all night. And I came back leaner and more muscular than before. Go figure huh?
Now I’m sure if I ate like a normal tourist, grazing all day on all those lovely snacks, I’d have come back a bit plumper.
That’s the beauty of eating like you’re supposed – feasting, not snacking – that it’s just damn hard to get fat.
For my 6 pack abs to go away I’d have to do something drastic, like eat all the time.
I’m not doing that though. I’m a goddamn animal, and I don’t mean a cow.