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The food you eat is responsible for your behaviour and mood.
I mean, look at that picture. It looks so appealing you'd have your cheat day in the next hour, and not at the end of the week or whenever. Yet, despite the appeal, it's not exactly healthy. And no, this isn't one of those posts about eating the right thing. It's about mistakes in the kitchen. You see, no matter how hard you try, you'll eventually make a mistake. Eat something you vowed not to eat anymore because you knew how it made you feel, yet you still ate it. Why? Either a visually appealing thing or an ease of access thing, or both. Like the burger above, it's both. You want to eat those salty fries, that cheese-topped patty, despite knowing how your mood will swing just half an hour later. "To err is human" is a saying. "Doing the same thing hoping for a different outcome is the definition of madness." is another. When I was a skinny sonofabitch, I ate a lot of of stuff, some unhealthy, yet I didn't gain weight back then. It's slightly different now. Besides age, the thing that has changed for me is the lack of exercise. When you're not as active as you used to be (and I used to run 3 times a week, and do yoga and some calisthenics on the other days, whereas now it's mostly walking with the occasional run and workout) everything changes. I've worked to get my weight down after the last depression, and like I said above, I've vowed to stop eating junk food. Yet, the ease of access at times is annoying. I've lived in two countries and have traveled to a bunch of others, all in Europe, and I live in the unhealthiest country in Europe as far as I know. You see, the UK is unhealthy because of the ease of access to crap food. There are some shops that have more lanes of crisps and popcorn instead of real food. And I get it, sometimes you're more inclined to buying mango juice than an actual mango. Cost-effective and longer lasting. And less messy, too. Most of the stuff here is pre-packaged. When my parents visited me some years ago, they asked me why the salad was pre-washed. That doesn't exist in most countries. Other than maybe USA, which I've yet to visit. When people are drunk in this country, they buy chicken wings and nasty burgers. They buy kebabs in Romania. A much healthier meal that's gonna wake you up in a better state reather than hugging the toilet. I was in Subway recently. in the Romanian one I had a lot of choices, including falafel and bread that didn't contain milk. In the UK one, not only did they not have any suitable breads (seriously, every store has at least 3 house brands, how hard can it be?) but they didn't have anything other than regular salad stuff. And one final ease of access meal. The meal deal. A sandwich, rather small, a drink, and a snack where most people get crisps, for a stellar 3 pound price. It's 4 pounds in some places, and those ones actually have good food. But still, people here have a warped sense of food. Baked beans on toasts, crisps on bread, and they wonder why their teeth is black, missing, or in the dentist's office. It's definitely a first world thing. A mistake that people here make every day, and I also make once in a while. If it's this bad here, I can't imagine how the USA is.
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