The last few months I've been rather cautious about my diet since I am also borderline Type II. Smaller portions, less carbs, zero desserts, and with the metformin it's been working. I do cheat occasionally, a cookie here, fat ass burger and fries there, but for the most part I'm a good boy.
Tonight will be a cheat night, been craving a meatball sandwich from the local Italian deli for a week now. Shit's so fucking good...
I know it's tougher for you than me. I remember my cooking days! So much temptation!
Dude, you can't even imagine. So about fifty feet from where i work in the kitchen is the pastry department. And among all the general sweet goodness there is a rolling cart that usually has a few hundred fresh baked cookies of assorted flavors. Not only is this tempting because cookies, but also when I was getting sober, this specific cookie cart was my go to when I was in a crunch or jonesing. So damn hard to let go...