Hello, dear readers of Sounds Like Tomatoes. Kearsie asked me to drop by and keep her blog warm while she's away. Honestly, I'm a little surprised. The last time she had me do this I wrote about hotel sex. And I'm pretty sure that wherever she is right now, she's blushing.
So my name is Vanessa and other than writing the occasional PG-13 post over at Much More Than Mommy, I'm a wannabe health nut. Hmmm, maybe that's pushing it. Basically, I want to eat less crap and take care of my body more. So I'm working on it. I have tried to cut back on fast food mostly, because that is a huge weakness of mine. I love food that's fast, cheap and easy -- and FYI, "you are what you eat" does not apply. I'm also exercising. I've been trying to walk, sometimes run, and me and my trainer on the Wii Fit Plus are getting to know each other very well. I even noticed that he got a haircut. He did not notice that I was wearing a new top. Rudeness.
Before I began this quest for improvement, I did not consider the risks. That is because I did not know them. All you hear about are the perks -- lower number on the scale, feeling better in general, living longer. Blah, blah, blah.
But nobody told me that Chick-fil-A Chicken Sandwiches were going to turn on me.
One of the things I cut back on was fried foods. But I'm not the type to just go cold turkey and deprive myself of all things yummy, so when I wanted some Chick-fil-A, I had me some Chick-fil-A.
And then I had me a tummy ache.
I thought it was a one-time deal.
I was wrong.
A few weeks later, I had another Chick-fil-A Sandwich. And then a little while after that, I had another tummy ache.
And then I was sad. Really, really sad.
Because have you ever had a Chick-fil-A Chicken Sandwich? It is really, really good. But now it makes my tummy feel really, really awful after I eat it.
And that kind of makes me want to abandon all this health and wellness garbage.
But not really. Because I've actually liked losing weight, having more energy, and increasing my life expectancy. And I'm pretty sure that my family will benefit from these things as well.
So maybe just half of a sandwich once in a while. Just half. I can do just half, right? Maybe just once a month?
I think I need a cookie.
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