Yesterday I ate a piece of leftover birthday cake someone left in the lunchroom at work. It had pretty pink flowers on it with glazed strawberries in the middle with a light whipped, yummy frosting on top. The selling point of the cake: it was from a Mexican bakery in Pasco. I sliced a piece of it early in the day, thinking I'd have a bite of it about 3p.m. with a cup of coffee. It never made it past 12:30. I felt sluggish and "icky" about it all afternoon ~ especially when the banana and apple I had sitting on my desk kept staring at me. Late in the day, a well-meaning co-worker dropped a bag of buttery, popped Orville Reddenbacher at my desk. At least I had the foresight to share it with the next cubicle over. If that wasn't enough, I met a friend for dinner and had a nice, lite bowl of chicken pho, which wasn't too bad calorie wise but the salt put me over the top.
TAKE AWAY: I need to remember that what goes in
determines how I'm gonna feel, whether it's food or information.
I can relate, but it's not a bad thing to notice the effect the stuff has on us. I look at it as me paying more attention to what my body is trying to tell me!
ReplyDeleteI like that you added "information" ... that was food for thought. Taking in some kinds of information really does affect how I will feel--depending on how I process it.
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