Do you ever notice extreme hunger makes you do really gross things you wouldn't normally do, such as eating something with 1,150 mg of sodium?
I had a hair appointment today at 1 p.m., so I didn't get around to eating lunch until about 3 p.m. As I was walking to the L train stop at State St. & Chicago Ave., I saw the all too familiar golden arches in my peripheral vision. In Mike's bachelor days, he lived at that corner for 4 years, so I knew all-too-well the nearby naughty spots. Despite my better judgement, I gave in to my rumbling belly and went in and ordered a double cheeseburger and fries. As I was devouring the deliciousness, I quickly glanced at the wrapper and saw the "nutrition" info. Ugh. 23 fat grams! 11 grams of saturated fat!
After I finished up, I decided to skip the L train, and walk home instead (for obvious reasons). As I was walking, I had to laugh at the things going through my my mind...the shame, the regret. I decided the guilt of eating greasy, fattening food is probably similar to what a serial killer feels. Case in point:
* I thought eating the double cheeseburger would be pleasurable, but it only made me feel dirty inside.
* As I was "doing the crime", I was hoping no one was watching so there wouldn't be any witnesses.
* Even though it felt wrong, I did it anyway.
* I really hope my friends and family don't find out about what I've done. (I guess if I kill someone, I shouldn't blog about it.)
* Despite it feeling disgusting today, I know in a couple of months I'll probably want to do it again.
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After I finished up, I decided to skip the L train, and walk home instead (for obvious reasons). As I was walking, I had to laugh at the things going through my my mind...the shame, the regret. I decided the guilt of eating greasy, fattening food is probably similar to what a serial killer feels. Case in point:
* I thought eating the double cheeseburger would be pleasurable, but it only made me feel dirty inside.
* As I was "doing the crime", I was hoping no one was watching so there wouldn't be any witnesses.
* Even though it felt wrong, I did it anyway.
* I really hope my friends and family don't find out about what I've done. (I guess if I kill someone, I shouldn't blog about it.)
* Despite it feeling disgusting today, I know in a couple of months I'll probably want to do it again.
don't beat yourself up! i believe if you eat "bad" foods like that while in the car and throw the trash away in the garage trash can, the calories don't count :)
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