It’s weird - I used to be able to power down a 24 oz Porterhouse at Country Kitchen with salad and baked potato with all of the fixings. I don’t know if I am old or if I am listening to my body, but I would rather just nom three or four thighs with a protein shake back.
My cabin in the redwoods is without power currently, wind and rain (atmospheric river) so I got a room in town. I ate at Jack in the Box last night, had an Ultimate Cheeseburger, two tacos, and fries, and it was brilliant.
I just had a Quarter Pounder with three strips of bacon, fries. Also brilliant.
I’ve been steady at 190 pounds for over three years. I eat what I want when I want, my weight doesn’t change.
I might be better off eating white meat, but I just don’t care. I eat what I want, when I want, typically fast 16/8, it just doesn’t matter.
When I was employed, I was happiest when I went to Taco Bell down the block at 11:30, ate a Taco Bell Grande and a bean burrito, and went back to work. I did that for four years while my wife was in Med School.
Up at four, double shot latte for the hour drive to Bally’s, lift, another double shot latte for the fifteen minute drive to work, Taco Bell at 11:30, coffee and cookies at 3PM, hour drive home.
Rinse, repeat.
Keep it simple. For you, that’s steak and eggs, meatballs, ribs, all good (jelly of the Wagyu).
For me, I get excited when the bone in skin on thighs go on sale for .97 cents a pound.
Eat and train intuitively.
Fewer decisions, less stress.