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In My Head and on My Plate

I’ve been bothered by my eating habits lately. As a NOW middle aged man (there I said it), as an individual with diabetes, and as a public health professional, I feel at odds with this. I love food, you can see that when you look at me. I’ve never missed a meal. Pure pleasure, it can be one of the great joys in life. 
I feel the need to reexamine what I am consuming. I want to eat closer to the earth. That is, eating items that are not so far removed from their sources. No worry, not going vegan here (although I highly respect that for those who can swing that), I just want to step further away from highly processed food items. High fat (or the wrong fats), high salt, high sugar… and so much processing and frying.  I love my fried foods, this is the South right? I could do better. Live foods (thinking salads here) or frozen and fresh meats. Lunch meat is the devil to me…. Mmmmmm I can make a killer sandwich, but damn, look what I’m eating.  The budget is always an issue, but again, I can do better.  Better quality items, for example, any burger from 5 Guys is drastically different than a burger from McDonald's. There’s no comparison. For that matter, fries from 5 Guys are vastly different that what you get from another drive through restaurant. This isn’t about 5 Guys, just an example. 
I’m not going to be a teetotaler, all things in moderation I say. I just need to go in another direction, a better direction. I say all this while eating a salad for dinner. It’s good, but then life is more than just eating salads right? My gods I hope so.

Maybe what I need to do is practice mindful eating. Enjoy the experience instead of just mindless consumption.  I’m sure I’ll be better off considering what goes in my mouth, right? Or does that sound too much like the plotline of an Erica Jong novel?  
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