Last month I did a bit of an (unplanned) experiment. It had been a long and stressful week at work, so I decided to swing by my favorite pizza place for a large pie and some cheesy garlic bread. Cheesecake for dessert? Why not?!
Now, I have prided myself in not “falling off the horse” since I finally made a commitment toward long-term health. I’m also not proud of what I did. But when you see your friends get fired — and are left to wonder if you’re next — at least some of the ‘bets’ fall off the table.
Excuses aside, it wasn’t until the next day that I realized just how much junk food affects much more than weight. In fact, the pig out had made getting a full night’s sleep impossible. I woke up unrested, bloated, farty, and just in a generally foul mood.
Driving around town for my weekly errands, I also realized that I was cranky toward other drivers/shoppers. Had they all met last night, and privately decided they would do whatever possible to annoy me today? No, it was my own poor choice that led me here.
I’m not going to get on a soapbox, and I’m certainly not making a guarantee that I’ll never eat pizza again. It’s interesting, however, how much mood is affected by diet. You are, truly, what you eat.
by Raul Lisneski
Health & Fitness
Residential Life Magazine