We've all heard the saying a million times. "If you can run a marathon, you can do ANYTHING!!!" I've been wondering when the time would come when I would be able to claim that little quip. Well, this week I had one of those situations where I had to draw on my marathon experience to get through it.
In my quest to lose weight, if I had to state one weakness that I have, it's the urge to stop for fast food at the end of the day on the way home from work. At some times in the past, the urge to stop at KFC or McDonald's or Taco Bell has been overwhelming. Yesterday was one of those times.
My first chance to gorge is the McDonald's on Bissonet and the Belway. Then there's a 2-fer at the next exit off the Beltway, a KFC/Taco Bell, all-in-one. McDonald's again at Hwy 6 (I'm really fighting the urge by then). And finally, Spring-Cypress and 290 offers McDonalds, Taco Cabana, Sonic, Chick-fil-A, Whataburger, and Nestle Toll House. To be honest, in the "old" days, you could find me not being able to decide and visiting 2 or more of these fine establishments.
So, yesterday, that urge popped up the very moment I got in my car and shut the door. Afterall, I've been good this week. I've lost about 4 lbs. since the marathon. I deserve it. Right?? Right. When I talk about urge here I mean a strong, strong urge. It's so sick but I really crave that crap at that time of day. So, I'm thinking, "Vic, if you can run a marathon, you can get home without the junk food." The race was on.
Stop 1 - I'm feeling pretty good, pacing myself and getting past McDonald's on Bissonet with no problem.
Stop 2 - KFC is my favorite and Bellaire is a free exit off the tollway so I know this would be and easy, quick on/off and leave me plenty of time to down a bucket of chicken and a Big Beef Burrito and get cleaned up before I get home. Fortunately, my training kicked in here and I refused. I moved from the right lane to the far left and kicked it up a few mph, passing numerous fast food diners.
Stop 3 - The next leg of the race is the longest stretch. You really start to think between stops 2 and 3 how much you want that Fish-fil-A sandwich. The drive at this point is mostly mental. You start to think about how much weight you've lost so far and how these two or three thousand extra calories won't hurt you. You start to imagine how that Double Quarter Pounder with Cheese (add mayonnaise) would taste. This is the hardest part of the drive. But, I ran a marathon!!! If I could run a marathon, I could get through this and I did.!!!
Stop 4 - By the time you get to Spring-Cypress, the adrenaline starts pumping and you know you're almost home. The cheers of family and friends ring loud and you know a good, healthy meal awaits you when you get home. You start to think about how happy the wife will be when she checks the bank account and doesn't see a $10.00 debit to some fast food joint. The last stop was easy and I didn't even look as I drove past it and right to the finish line, uh, I mean, home.
I'm recovering now. I had a good breakfast and have a healthy lunch planned. Hopefully, my 3 o'clock snack will prepare me adequately for the next trip I have coming up this afternoon.