I am on vacation this week, so I checked in with my grandparents to see if they had any appointments I could take them to. My grandparents are 88 and 89 years old. Both of them can no longer drive. Usually my mother is their usual chauffeur, but due to her recent bout with illness, they need some help. Today’s trip included an appointment for my Gram, taking Gramps to CVS, taking both of them to BJ’s, then onto Wendy’s. My kids adore my grandparents, I mean seriously, who wouldn’t? My Gram kept saying while we were eating what a nice day it was. That made my heart soar. I cherish every moment with them and I know my kids do too. But onto the nitty gritty ….
I was eating – at Wendy’s.
My struggles with good eating are no secret. That being said – I have made big strides in trying to eat better. I have seriously cut down my soda intake, most of the time choosing water instead. I am not eating as many sweets. I am trying to eat some more protein. I gotta be doing something right since I am down 20 pounds!
I have not had ” Fast Food” in months. McDonald’s, Wendy’s, Burger King – it has been months – other than coffee. And boy did my body let me know it! My stomach was tossing and turning over and over. It was horrible. Don’t get me wrong, the Pretzel Bread Bacon Cheeseburger, sure tasted yummo, but I cannot allow myself to veer off path like this again . For sure I will not forget the aftermath. I really think my body was not used to the food. So, not only did I emotionally feel horrible after eating, but I was physically feeling horrible.
Even my 10 year old said it was probably my body not used to the food. And as much as that sucked royally going through it – how cool is that, that I have detoxed myself out of Fast Food? Yea Me!
So, in the end, I know Wendy’s was a bad choice for me, but I learned a lesson and that is another step in the right direction. As long as we learn and grow from our mistakes, we can only get better!