As a lot of us know, the reason fattening foods taste so good is dated back to our ancestry. Not long ago in an evolutionary sense obtaining food was a lot harder than going to the grocery store or going through the drive-thru at McDonalds. Food supplies were scarce so humans ate all they could when they got the chance. The more fattening the better. Back then the next meal was not guaranteed every time, so the body stores that little bit of fat they could get their hands on.
Now, fast forward to modern times. When we get hungry, getting a meal is as easy as driving to a fast food joint. When we are super hungry, an artery clogging, fat laden bacon cheeseburger sounds a lot better than say- an apple.
Not long after starting a diet and summoning the resolve and will power, it becomes increasingly hard to resist the delicious tasting, but bad for you foods.
I'm sure we have all been in this situation while dieting. We get increasingly hungry as time passes, and food is just about all we can think about. So my question is was ancient human life like this? Was the main preoccupation the thought of obtaining and eating fattening foods at all times? I sure as hell feel this way whenever I diet. But, for me, I don't have to chase down a fleeing animal with a spear. I just have to drive 5 minutes down the road to the convenience store and get a bag of Cool Ranch Doritos.
Now, fast forward to modern times. When we get hungry, getting a meal is as easy as driving to a fast food joint. When we are super hungry, an artery clogging, fat laden bacon cheeseburger sounds a lot better than say- an apple.
Not long after starting a diet and summoning the resolve and will power, it becomes increasingly hard to resist the delicious tasting, but bad for you foods.
I'm sure we have all been in this situation while dieting. We get increasingly hungry as time passes, and food is just about all we can think about. So my question is was ancient human life like this? Was the main preoccupation the thought of obtaining and eating fattening foods at all times? I sure as hell feel this way whenever I diet. But, for me, I don't have to chase down a fleeing animal with a spear. I just have to drive 5 minutes down the road to the convenience store and get a bag of Cool Ranch Doritos.
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