I just disciplined myself in the first month - no matter what, I would eat food packed from home. My mother-in-law helped me enoromously. I shared my work calendar with her, and on days that I had meetings, she would make my rotis into rolls so that I could eat in the car, enroute or exiting from meetings. And avoid the pizza stuff
Controlling my food intake was not such a big problem actually. Being a south Indian, I was expecting severe deprivation pangs for rice. Nothing like that happened - I was quite comfortable avoid rice in my diet.
My diet was fulfilling in the sense that I did not feel hungry or deprived. The food was basic and simple. The quantity was adequate.
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