You’re at a restaurant skimming the menu, trying to decide what to order. There are so many yummy-sounding options: a bacon cheeseburger with fries, alfredo pasta, loaded mashed potatoes… Nevermind the massive portions most places serve.
I used to order whatever the heck I wanted. Fat content, calorie content and carb content did not even cross my “gimme a great big plate of indulgent food” mind.
Don’t get me wrong. Once in awhile when I’m out to eat, I splurge. (Take yesterday, for instance. Three yeast rolls smothered in honey-cinnamon butter made their way into my belly with the rest of my large meal!)
As a general rule, however, I try to keep my wits about me when choosing a meal at a restaurant.
Today my girl and I went to the Whistle Stop Cafe for lunch.
I was hungry. My eyes skimmed over the mushroom swiss burger and fries more times than I could count on one hand. (Not even kidding: I sent the waitress away three times before I finally ordered!)
Ended up with a veggie wrap, a side of fresh fruit and – yes – a small serving of mashed taters.
Next time you find yourself perusing a restaurant menu, take a nice deep breath and remind yourself that eating out does NOT have to mean pigging out.
Your heart and your belly – and probably even your next workout – will thank you.