After turkey, chocolate, caramel corn and leftover turkey, chocolate and caramel corn, my weight ballooned up last time. Thankfully, a more normalized diet and a return to moderate exercise has halted the upward trend.
Start weight: 220 pounds
Last week: 213
This week: 210
Change: -3
Total loss: 10 pounds
We had McDonald's on the weekend. Actually, we had a surprising amount of bad food on the weekend. My Saturday started out with Kellogg's Frosted Flakes for breakfast, Toblerone and Baked Lay's throughout the day, Kraft Dinner and hot dogs for dinner, and then we went bowling. At bowling, I did something I very rarely do any more: drink full-sugar pop.
Soda pop ("fizzy drink" as the brits call it) is, as I understand it, terrible stuff for you. If you saw how much sugar goes into a can of cola, you'd probably think someone was trying to scare you. And you should be scared. It's freaky. And it may be worse in the U-S-and-A, as their Coke is made with high-fructose corn syrup instead of plainly nasty refined sugar. Anyway, regular pop is bad, so I drink it rarely.
But on Saturday night at bowling, I drank two bottles of Coke. And I didn't feel great from it.
Then we went to McDonald's afterward, for the first time in what seems like months. I used to eat McDonald's at least once a week, and usually more. I used to just love McDonald's, despite knowing it was bad for me.
Gotta tell ya... after eating well for a long time now, McDonald's just doesn't taste as good. It's salty. It's sweet. It's greasy. But none of it in a glorious, sinful way. Just .. kinda .. gross. I envisioned gorging myself on a McChicken and delighting in the sublime moist oiliness of it all, while nibbling on golden french fries. In reality, it was like smoking French cigarettes just because they're French -- sure, you get the thrill of the absurdly indulgent, but it's ultimately anticlimactic and a little bleh. (Aside: what happens when you madly search all day for exactly the right word to describe a phenomenon, then decide that the word you were searching for was "anticlimactic"? Irony?)
Ironically, Sunday night, CBC Newsworld aired Supersize Me, which I hadn't seen since its initial release on DVD. Perfect timing. I think it should be required viewing at all schools. I'm still craving a Big Mac (minus pickles and Mac sauce) despite knowing that it smells vaguely like rotting garbage.
Start weight: 220 pounds
Last week: 213
This week: 210
Change: -3
Total loss: 10 pounds
We had McDonald's on the weekend. Actually, we had a surprising amount of bad food on the weekend. My Saturday started out with Kellogg's Frosted Flakes for breakfast, Toblerone and Baked Lay's throughout the day, Kraft Dinner and hot dogs for dinner, and then we went bowling. At bowling, I did something I very rarely do any more: drink full-sugar pop.Soda pop ("fizzy drink" as the brits call it) is, as I understand it, terrible stuff for you. If you saw how much sugar goes into a can of cola, you'd probably think someone was trying to scare you. And you should be scared. It's freaky. And it may be worse in the U-S-and-A, as their Coke is made with high-fructose corn syrup instead of plainly nasty refined sugar. Anyway, regular pop is bad, so I drink it rarely.
But on Saturday night at bowling, I drank two bottles of Coke. And I didn't feel great from it.
Then we went to McDonald's afterward, for the first time in what seems like months. I used to eat McDonald's at least once a week, and usually more. I used to just love McDonald's, despite knowing it was bad for me.
Gotta tell ya... after eating well for a long time now, McDonald's just doesn't taste as good. It's salty. It's sweet. It's greasy. But none of it in a glorious, sinful way. Just .. kinda .. gross. I envisioned gorging myself on a McChicken and delighting in the sublime moist oiliness of it all, while nibbling on golden french fries. In reality, it was like smoking French cigarettes just because they're French -- sure, you get the thrill of the absurdly indulgent, but it's ultimately anticlimactic and a little bleh. (Aside: what happens when you madly search all day for exactly the right word to describe a phenomenon, then decide that the word you were searching for was "anticlimactic"? Irony?)
Ironically, Sunday night, CBC Newsworld aired Supersize Me, which I hadn't seen since its initial release on DVD. Perfect timing. I think it should be required viewing at all schools. I'm still craving a Big Mac (minus pickles and Mac sauce) despite knowing that it smells vaguely like rotting garbage.
Comments
Post a Comment