There comes a point in every diet, a
tipping point as it were, where the urge to just PIG OUT becomes
unbearable! And whenever I am thinking this way, I invariably turn to
McDonald's as the chief despoiler of my carefully crafted weight loss
program.
Next to pasta (diet dynamite), white
bread (a total sugar rush) and potatoes (tubers from Hell), McDonald's has
got to rank right up there as a diet busting destination of culinary
choice. I'm not sure what it is that drives me to kill a diet in this
particular way when all those other guys are right at hand in my
kitchen. Maybe they sprinkle their french fries with a light dusting
of nicotine and opium! And maybe that's why after eating an extra large
batch of fries, I feel so damn good.
And those cheeseburgers! You
know, the ones that cost only a buck! Man-o-man, I don't even want to
go there. I can gobble this combo of burger and fries down in just under
a New York minute! Wham-bam thank you ma'am! And, there went 700 calories
right on down the old chute where magically they get converted to a
pound of fat on the spot. (If you think I'm kidding, just order up
this combo for a week and check out your weight gain)!
Don't get me wrong. I'm not blaming
McDonald's for my affliction. And, I've even managed to refrain from
indulging not more than once a week. But, I gotta tell you, the Big M
is never far from my glutinous thoughts!
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