Project #DadFit – The McDonald’s Conundrum
DISASTER!
Just as I was getting back on track after a horrendous Halloween nightmare, a brand new McDonald’s pops up quite literally around the corner from my house. I have two major detractors to my DadFit plan and they are pizza and McDonald’s.
If I am being completely honest, while I have still been working out, I have also been to the new McDonald’s for one reason or another on four of the seven days it has been opened so far. As you can imagine, this type of behaviour is NOT conducive to a healthier me… To be fair, three of those trips were only supposed to be coffee runs that somehow ended up with breakfast attached to them.
Also, cinnamon melts. C’mon, man!
Anyway, I need to figure out what I am going to do with this new wrinkle. It’s easy to say, “have some self control, man”, but people who suffer from junk food addiction will understand what I am talking about. My first course of action is going to be driving a different way to work and I’ll go from there.
In the good news department, the excellent people at New Balance read about my journey and hooked me up with some sweet new kicks (is it cool to call them kicks?) to help with my running. I’m not sure if I’ve mentioned this yet but I signed up for next year’s Ottawa Race Weekend 10K and I’m a little frightened by it. We’ll dive in to more about the race and the shoes in a later post but for now, I’ll leave you with this question.
How about you? Do you have a health kryptonite? What is it and how do you deal with it?
McDonald’s is a major downfall for me too. It doesn’t help matters that my husband likes them just as much as I do. Now that we have 4 kids and are trying to stick to a budget, we don’t indulge our habit too often.
Pasta. Pasta with cheese melted on it is my kryptonite. It’s just so easy and comforting and filling and yummy and has almost no real nutritional value. Luckily, my oldest has moved back home. He prefers real food so I’m cooking much nicer meals – at least some days.
With me, it’s eating out. Any and all eating out. We’re not all home at the same time, so it’s hard to try and cook for everyone, and more often than not, we end up eating at odd hours from the drive through. Even though I’m trying to eat healthier, and have in fact declined when there’s a burger run, them sitting around the table eating those tasty smelling burgers while I mope about my salad doesn’t really make me very cheery. :\
Good luck avoiding that McDonald’s!