I chuckle to myself when I past by the produce section in my grocery store. I normally wouldn’t even be in the general vicinity of fruits and vegetables, but it is my only route to the candy isle.
I cannot lie about my pass, however. I used to eat my veggies. A proud mother I made her: There were no peas or carrots left on my plate.
What happened? Well, I am not sure. I remember being on diet. 30 days in and I was rolling. I then decided that I’ll allow myself to have a cheat day, since, you know, using food as an reward system is beneficial to your wellbeing.
I remember that day well. I start it off with a snickers bar. I then realized how much better it tasted than all the other crap I eating. It was eye opening. I mean, it was mouth opening, as it was in my case.
I threw out all of the vegetables and fruits in my fridge and burned my Whole Foods Market rewards card.
I became a regular at McDonald’s and if I flirted with Debbie at the front counter enough, she’ll throw in an Apple Pie with my order.
365 days later, I’ve manged to turn my cheat day into a cheat year.