Two nights ago, I shared a large cheese pizza with my mother
at 10 o’clock at night. There was one slice left over.
The next day, my eating habits were pretty normal and I went
to the gym as usual. I came home early and had lunch, a snack before dinner,
and then me and my friend decided to go out for margaritas. So, I had some
dinner, a couple of bud lights and we went out.
Three beef tacos and three margaritas later…
So it was a cheat day. Well, cheat 25 hours?
The thing is, I think we all need to forget about or nuts,
berries and body shaming every once in a while and enjoy a little indulgence. I
will not regret those tacos, they were phenomenal, and the margaritas could’ve
kept on coming. Heck, if the waitress had brought out a third free serving of
chips and salsa, I would’ve finished those too.
I don’t think I could live a life without indulgence. I
don’t think anyone should live that way. I also don’t think indulgence is
indulgence if it’s every meal every day. Then it’s just, uh, unhealthy. One bad meal won't make you fat, just like one healthy meal won't make you skinny.
In order to truly appreciate something it’s important to
keep it special. That’s so damn cliché but I don’t think people apply that to
eating habits nearly enough. Good food can literally make your day. Think about
it, how often is a social event based around a good meal? If the food is good
then the experience is better. If the food sucked then you’ll just leave hungry
and disappointed and probably hit up McDonalds on the way home. Don’t hit up
McDonalds on the way home.
I’ll definitely preach healthy eating habits for the rest of
my life but it will always come with the indulgent disclaimer.
Eat the cake, you’ll be happier.
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