The £10 Burger
A posh burger van, a venison burger I didn't finish, and the difference between stopping because I'm full and stopping because I just don't like it enough.
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A posh burger van, a venison burger I didn't finish, and the difference between stopping because I'm full and stopping because I just don't like it enough.
Crossing BMI 30, and working out that I'm now carrying around more weight less than when I started than my actual work backpack weighs.
Not finishing the beans - a trivial-sounding moment that was actually the old instinct losing an argument.
Two previous Rotties, both called Roxy - neither would touch raw food, but one treated even cooked food like a suspect and the other would eat anything - and what that taught me about eating because it's there.
What Mounjaro has and hasn't done for my relationship with food, and why the biggest change isn't the number on the scales.
Stopping halfway through a halloumi wrap and fries, and losing interest in finishing it just because I paid for it.
Starting weight, current weight, and why I'm still not chasing a target.
My wife pointed out I go for the good stuff first at Sunday dinner - which makes leaving food behind now a much harder argument than it sounds.
A flashback to 2020, when COVID took away my sense of taste completely and I still finished the whole Sunday dinner - a reminder of what my relationship with food actually was.
After the 5mg experience, I stretched a 5mg pen into eight weeks of 2.5mg doses using the click count instead of buying a dedicated pen - the maths, the manufacturer's objection, and a financially tempting idea I'm not going to pretend didn't cross my mind.