I wanted to revisit the subject of "cheating", as I've been a bit lax lately. I was harping on my husband for his "flexibility", so I thought I'd share mine as well. :-)
We spent quite a bit of time in the car over the long weekend. When we drove to pick up Wilbur, I brought fruit and nuts to snack on. I added a dozen egg muffins Monday morning in lieu of breakfast so we could get out the door quickly to get Maybelline. (I'll share my egg muffin technique soon, as I followed the recipe exactly before we went to the snow, and it was almost inedibly salty--ick!) Since I had served breakfast before we headed to the snow, I brought apples, a few clementines, and a bag of trail mix for each child (and one for Hubby and I to share). I meant to grab a bunch of bananas for after the snow, but I forgot {and they were sorely missed}. I did, however, start the carnitas in the crockpot before we left to insure a nutritious supper. We planned to stop for lunch, and I knew I would have to be somewhat flexible.
We were happy to see a Chipotle in town near the snow (I can eat there without cheating!), but the kids don't really like anything there. I asked them if given the opportunity to "cheat" what they would choose. The response? Cheeseburgers and fries. So we stopped at Five Guys. Of course they expected to get soda, too, since they were cheating anyway, but I quickly shot that down. I'm pretty sure all three of my children finished their burgers (the older two scarfed them down, but I think Bud finished his in the car). The boys finished off their fries, too, but Sis only ate half of hers. I didn't really see a negative reaction in the kids after their splurge. I, however, definitely felt one. Even before we left the restaurant my stomach started aching. I left like I had eaten a rock larger than my fist. Fortunately it only caused discomfort.
I am going to allow one more "cheat" before we go really hardcore. It has been our tradition for a couple years to go to Scooptacular (our favorite local ice cream parlor) on the kids' birthdays. Sissy even wanted to have her birthday party there this year. (I'm glad she changed her mind.) I'd already decided to wait until after her birthday (tomorrow!) to start our intensive primalish regimen for her, so we are going to allow one more trip to Scoop on my birthday (Monday) before we implement the extremes. (The extremes being NO sugar, limited fruit, probiotics, kefir, fermented cod liver oil, bone broth, etc.) Now to decide what flavor I'll enjoy...
We spent quite a bit of time in the car over the long weekend. When we drove to pick up Wilbur, I brought fruit and nuts to snack on. I added a dozen egg muffins Monday morning in lieu of breakfast so we could get out the door quickly to get Maybelline. (I'll share my egg muffin technique soon, as I followed the recipe exactly before we went to the snow, and it was almost inedibly salty--ick!) Since I had served breakfast before we headed to the snow, I brought apples, a few clementines, and a bag of trail mix for each child (and one for Hubby and I to share). I meant to grab a bunch of bananas for after the snow, but I forgot {and they were sorely missed}. I did, however, start the carnitas in the crockpot before we left to insure a nutritious supper. We planned to stop for lunch, and I knew I would have to be somewhat flexible.
We were happy to see a Chipotle in town near the snow (I can eat there without cheating!), but the kids don't really like anything there. I asked them if given the opportunity to "cheat" what they would choose. The response? Cheeseburgers and fries. So we stopped at Five Guys. Of course they expected to get soda, too, since they were cheating anyway, but I quickly shot that down. I'm pretty sure all three of my children finished their burgers (the older two scarfed them down, but I think Bud finished his in the car). The boys finished off their fries, too, but Sis only ate half of hers. I didn't really see a negative reaction in the kids after their splurge. I, however, definitely felt one. Even before we left the restaurant my stomach started aching. I left like I had eaten a rock larger than my fist. Fortunately it only caused discomfort.
I am going to allow one more "cheat" before we go really hardcore. It has been our tradition for a couple years to go to Scooptacular (our favorite local ice cream parlor) on the kids' birthdays. Sissy even wanted to have her birthday party there this year. (I'm glad she changed her mind.) I'd already decided to wait until after her birthday (tomorrow!) to start our intensive primalish regimen for her, so we are going to allow one more trip to Scoop on my birthday (Monday) before we implement the extremes. (The extremes being NO sugar, limited fruit, probiotics, kefir, fermented cod liver oil, bone broth, etc.) Now to decide what flavor I'll enjoy...
We aren't "hardcore" already?
ReplyDeleteI should mention to everyone that nested quietly between the letters of "etc" for sissy's intensive primalish regimen are powdered alligator bones and liquidized cheek fat from a possum.
Okay, just kidding, but maybe this will be true in a month or two.
-Your hubby, harassing you since 2005 :)