Yup, I went to McDonalds today, day 3 of lifestyle change. No one is perfect you know and my mom oh so graciously offered to pay as long as I would meet her at the one near her. Sold.
As I drove over I thought about what I could possibly eat there for breakfast that was one billion calories of saturated fat. It has been ages since I rolled through Mickey D's for breakfast, mainly because I don't really care for breakfast to start and it is super hard to dip your hash brown in ketchup whilst you are driving.
Upon arrival I couldn't help but notice they still had up their holiday drink advertisements on the window. Mmmmmm hot chocolate sounded so wonderfully warm...and full of delicious sugar. Nope. Nope. Nope. I made it inside and ended up ordering my familiar favorite honestly because I panicked and there were people behind me and I have been trained my whole life to never let anyone have to wait on me. I INSTINCTIVELY ordered a medium coke with my meal. I ordered that so naturally it was like laying out the lyrics to my favorite 90's rap song....just rolled right off my tongue.
More panic. I promised myself no soda until Easter Sunday. Not because I am catholic and gave it up for lent but because it was a great mile marker for a lifestyle change. 40 days would break a habit for sure. I begged apology to the cashier and could I please have milk instead? It was an easy fix but I always feel bad for having to correct myself especially after so confidently ordering that soda.
What is interesting about this whole tale is that I have not really craved a soda in the last three days, until I ordered one and had to change my mind. Now it's there, calling to me to come rescue it from its soda fountain prison.
Not today soda. Let someone else be your hero today.
Today I chose me.
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