via – Lydia M., AbsoluteFIT Participant | AVAC®
I am a big fan of crap food: chili cheese nachos, french fries as a main dish, chicken tenders dipped in ranch dressing, pepperoni-and-sausage pizza, etc. I don’t eat it often; in fact, it’s pretty rare, as my main diet tends toward the kind of stuff you find in Whole Foods, mostly because I am a Responsible Grownup (who doesn’t want to have blood pressure or heart problems or weigh seven hundred pounds or poison myself with 1254 kinds of preservatives and petroleum byproducts).
So you’d think the way I ate over my family’s recent trip to beautiful sunny (unnervingly warm and snow-less) Lake Tahoe with another family would be kind of a dream of childish indulgence, right? Well, it was, for about two meals. But then it started to wear on me.
We made a delightful, grownup pasta dish with fresh green salad one night. Every single other meal was waffles, burgers, fries, onion rings, things covered in orange “cheez” and/or dipped in BBQ Ranch — that’s what’s available in the ski lodge past about 2:00, or for takeout at night, or in the kind of restaurants where they don’t mind four cracked-out little kids going feral in the booths.
And by the time we were packed up and heading back down the mountain on Sunday, I was desperately craving ALL OF THE SIMPLE UNPROCESSED THINGS: an order of poke and some miso soup; a piece of grilled chicken with asparagus and quinoa; a plate of nothing but fresh fruit; coffee without Kahlua in it (heh).
Ms. AbsoluteFIT, here, was ready — waaaaaay past ready — to get back to the plan. And not just the workouts — the eating, too, because I’ve realized, thanks to this unintentional crap-food experiment, that AbsoluteFIT has actually changed what I want. Whew. Amazing.