Yeah, I hear you, Tony. The hardest thing for me is date-night (which is tonight this week), because I fast on that day so I can enjoy a nice meal with my wife. So, I go to the gym at 6:30, work out like hells-bells for an hour, and then don't eat for 12 hours.
And then I have to contend with the weekends, when the family wants to bake this and deep-fry that. There's a lot of pressure to "eat what's for dinner", but it's usually not in line with my diet. I have to train myself to eat less on the weekends, but then so much food winds up going to waste, and that makes me not only mad, but feel guilty. There's just too much damn food in this country!