A few days ago, seven, to be precise, I came across something online that intrigued me, and it wasn't YouPorn.
In short, it suggested a correlation between my oft miserable state of mind, and my 'Anything Goes' eating habits, and it was THIS.
So today, and for the first time in my life (as far as I know), I have eaten no wheat. By extension, I have not eaten any processed foods. They tend to go hand in hand.
My intake has been ~ lunch: homemade chicken salad (no pasta); dinner: haddock fillet with rice and veg.
And I only want to kill just slightly.
I didn't feel the need to have breakfast, because I spent all of last night gorging on crisps, garlic baguettes, 15 pizzas, a pallet's worth of Pringles, and a Belgian biscuit mountain, the kind of foodcrack that makes a breakfast redundant.
Oddly enough though, I don't see this as a diet in the conventional weight-loss sense. It's more an experiment in cutting out a particular food type to see what it'll do to my general well being.
My theory is, as I get "happier", I'll be less inclined to give up.
My gut feeling is that I'll be injecting pure carbs into my eyeballs by Friday.