As of today, I have officially fasted from fast food for one full year! That’s right, 52 weeks. 365 days. One year.
This time last year, I started noticing that I was relying on fast food restaurants way too much. As in, several times a week. Last fall was my first semester experiencing the commute for classes, so that combined with a heavy classwork load and I was not making time to prepare for my hunger during the day! The convenience factor definitely lured me in.
Growing up, we were very much not a fast food family. Thus, when I was “in charge” of myself for the first time, I did the only logical thing ~ fast food overkill! I think that the years I lived on my own between my parent’s house and marriage are the only time that fast food ever really appealed to me, and even then I think it was more of the free-to-make-my-own-choice factor than actually enjoying the food all that much.
All this to say that last year, I wasn’t even particularly wanting the food. It was just easy. So November 30 I gave myself and my habits a good look, and December 1 I went cold turkey.
This is a big accomplishment for me for several reasons:
- When I set a goal, I typically give myself days if not weeks to “gear up” for it. I think that with all of this extra time I am subconsciously telling myself it’s not that important and ultimately setting myself up for failure. This time, I didn’t do that.
- One of my general struggles is following through with goals and projects. In the last few weeks of this year-long challenge, I noticed that I was really pulled toward getting some fast food, not out of craving but I think out of some drive to sabotage myself. I’m really proud that I didn’t cave like I’ve done so many other times. I’m also interested in exploring my self-sabotage more!
- Fast food really goes against some of the fundamental things that are important to me: local food and nutrition. This past year, although they may not have missed me, I definitely felt that I was voting with my food dollars for something better.
I’ve been thinking for several weeks about what I would do to mark this day, and I ultimately decided that some fast food consumption would be necessary. Although I’ve really not been missing it, I was very curious about how it would taste to me and make me feel.
Note: I ordered two “entrees” because they were my two most frequent orders. I wanted to be able to try them both without having to go back again!
The Taste Verdict:
Burger: the strongest flavors I could detect? Ketchup and pickle. For all the meat that I could tell was present, there might as well have been none.
Fries: Okay, the fries were seriously delicious. Especially the first couple bites ~ hot, greasy, salty.
Chicken Nuggets: Again, I really tasted salt, but not so much chicken. I was nervous about encountering any weird textural issues, but none occurred (thankfully).
The “Feel” Verdict:
I felt VERY sluggish throughout the entire afternoon, and didn’t really regain my energy until I ate some real food at dinner. Nothing I wasn’t expecting, but still not very fun! Nothing more dramatic than that.
This is not going to help me with my “0 pounds gained” from this morning’s numbers challenge; I’ve been planning for this though, so I’m not too worried. On the other hand, I’ve been chugging water like crazy all afternoon! Overall, this is not a meal I plan to repeat anytime soon!