A Confession

Well, I was very foolish and paid the price. I don't have a clue what came over me, clearly I had checked my common sense at the curb. I hadn't eaten lunch, and was passing a McDonald's. So I pulled in, ordered a four-pack of McNuggets and a small order of fries and ate them in my car. Here's where my usually good judgement went askance: I also got an ice cream. Within about a hour of my "eat like a third grader" moment, I felt sick and had stomach upset for the next 24 hours. The problem is, I know better. I try to eat locally grown food and choose organic when I can. I know better. I felt bad for a WHOLE day and then part of the next one. Now don't get me wrong. I have my moments where I have pizza on my breath or I have inhaled a six pack of wings, but generally I spread out my poor dietary habits and sprinkle in some fruit, fresh vegetables or whole grains. I guess what struck me was how food and health are inextricably linked. I truly felt sick. If I want to feel good, I have to eat well. I knew that, I tried to take a short cut and regret it.