As many who know me, or who read this blog know, I've been on a health journey for the past few years. Of course, compared to many I am very much a novice. As of this writing, for instance, I have no plans to give up artificial sweeteners, but I do limit and vary what I use. My favorite by far is not even an AS, but is a natural product called stevia. Unfortunately, it only is good for things like drinks...and is hideous in cooking. Fortunately, homemade low carb meatloaf does not require Splenda or stevia or anything else like that, and neither does a nice vat of vegetables. You get my drift.
I had this epiphany one time. I don't remember if it was in my pre-sugar free/caffeine free/low or smart carb days or my post-sf/cf/lc days. But this memory lurks:
I was in the drive through. I HAD to have a snack (this is a good indicator that it took place BEFORE I got my hypoglycemia under control). I looked in the rear view mirror and in the car behind me was a very chubby woman. Then I realized, I looked very much the same, and I wondered...and I pondered...and I changed. Last time we went through the mcd's drivethrough we got a round of pies for everyone. It was after Church, late and the kids were hungry. We do that about four times a year. So, not that big a deal. And what did I get while we were there? Nothing. That's right, and I also lived to tell about it. I actually survived with a growling stomach for the forty minutes it took us to get home.
So why couldn't the rest of the family also survive, you ask? Well, for one thing no one else is overweight but me, and for another, we wanted to put the kids right to bed as soon as we got home. You know the drill if you have kids. It was just one of those days.
I just finished reading the book: "Don't Eat this Book" by the guy who did the "Supersize Me" movie. Now I want to see the movie.
For some reason, even the water at Mcd's tastes like fat.