Over the past few months, Marc and I have lost over 20 pounds combined. No seriously, we really have. There was no gimmick to what we did. We simply ate like everyone knows how they should eat. And we worked out, too. And it worked.
And it was on the drive down to St. Louis last weekend when I realized the biggest obstacle we are going to face on our trip: finding good food to eat. If you stop at any rest stop, you’ll quickly see that there are very few healthy selections. True, McDonald’s has changed its menu over the past several years and it’s much easier to eat salads and lower calorie meals at fast food restaurants these days.
But how many chicken salads can you eat on a 4,000 mile road trip?
Plus, I have a habit. A Snickers habit. And Doritos. And peanut M&Ms. I could add many other indulgences to the list, but the fact remains: when I walk into a convenience store, I’m overwhelmed with the feeling of magic. Just think of all the possibilities that are right there for you, tempting you.
“C’mon, road trips are supposed to be fun!” I will undoubtedly hear a voice say. “You deserve that bag of Combos. Just think of how great it’ll feel to celebrate your vacation!”
Stopping in restaurants will help, somewhat, I’m sure. But most likely we’ll be faced with the same inner-demon, pushing his wares on me. All it takes is the slightly hint of a ham and cheese omelet and I’m hooked.
