Eating Healthy In Spite Of Myself

I went to Cracker Barrel for lunch today (the one on Jimmy Carter Blvd. in Atlanta) and ordered my usual favorite, which is the fried chicken tenderloin sandwich on grilled whole wheat sourdough.

The last time I got one of these, I was so determined to be good that I didn’t even use the mayonnaise they give you on the side, choosing to eat it “dry”, so to speak, to avoid the fat and sugar in the condiment. The sandwich is tasty enough without it, so that was no big deal. I’m trying to alter my tastes and expectations to eat a little healthier.

So I’m on my lunch hour, which means my time is limited, and the server mistakenly brings me a GRILLED chicken tenderloin sandwich on grilled whole wheat sourdough. I look at it for a moment, realize I don’t have time to wait for a replacement and it’s going to be healthier for me anyway, and take a nice big bite.

My tongue: Hey! This is pretty good!

My brain: (in a pouting tone) But it’s not as good as what I usually get.

My tongue: I think it’s very tasty. Don’t you feel all those pleasure signals I’m sending to you?

My Brain: Oh…yeah that IS pretty good!

My heart:
And it’s better for me, so we’re good all around.

Me: When did my internal organs start talking?

Anyway, sometimes I eat healthy…in spite of myself.

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I'm a freelance writer and blogger who has written for, among others, Tribune Media Services, Suite101 and Athena Guides. As an intrepid traveler I have chronicled some of my travels at The Verbal Vagabond, my travel blog. And, being an avid amateur photographer, I also have a photography blog spotlighting photos I have taken of areas around my hometown at Postcards From Maggie Valley. Speaking of Maggie Valley, that is where my wife, our Golden Retriever/Border Collie mix, Bella, our Orange Tabby, Tigger and I live in a log cabin on a mountain in Western North Carolina, just at the edge of the Great Smoky Mountains National Park. I enjoy hiking, camping, art, travel, photography (as mentioned above), and an occasional glass of good wine while reading or writing in front of the fireplace.
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4 Responses to Eating Healthy In Spite Of Myself

  1. AnnMarie says:

    ROFL well good for you.

  2. Cindy says:

    Good for you and I mean it.. 🙂

  3. Mark says:

    Did you thank the waitress for your new found knowledge?

  4. Mark,

    No, because it was a waiter.

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