Tuesday, April 19, 2011

Snacks

There is no question, I have a compulsive personality.  For the most part, it doesn't effect my life much but occasionally, it creeps up to the absurd and either I or a nice someone points it out and I have to readjust.  (Like my dear dermatologist who had to say to me, "I know you have had melanoma but you need to trust me, coming in once a month to have your moles looked at is ridiculous.)  I often like to think, "I'm not compulsive, just very thorough and conscientious ."

Anyway, one safe place for my compulsive tendencies are my snack choices.  I often get "locked" in a specific snack choice and don't vary from it for months at time.  When I was nursing my first child, and thirsty all of the time, I had to drink Fanta Orange soda daily.  It couldn't be any other brand.  I learned my local Crown Burger carried it and the workers there knew me at the drive-thru and I think would have it pre-poured and waiting for me.   (Ok, that now happens at my local McDonalds with Diet Coke, but that is another story . . .)

I've been through lots of these "snack phases".  Some examples, mint chocolate chip shakes, tomato juice, fiber bars, hummus, carrots, (I know carrots!), corn chips and in junior high school, be prepared to be grossed out, root beer and a Snicker's bar.  That sounds more like a pregnancy craving but once a week, I would buy those two items together and enjoyed every combined bite/sip.

So, lately, after running on the treadmill (I currently run three times a week--3 miles on two of those days and then a "long run" which means anything longer than 3 miles but it usually is 5-6 miles, but sometimes, 3.5 miles), I want two things and two things only.  A can, it must be a can, of Diet Coke and Natural Cheetos.  Honestly, those salty, slightly cheesy puffed snacks call to me during my run.  I often think, "Just  two more miles and I can sit down, drink a Diet Coke and have a some Natural Cheetos."  I am sure all fitness people out there are cringing and I am sure they are justified.  (I can just see that man from The Biggest Loser coming into my house and letting me have it.)  

So, I have confessed.  Anyone else "compulsive" about their snacks?

8 comments:

Anonymous said...

"That man" from Biggest Loser? You mean Bob?

I'm not compulsive, but I seem to be all or nothing about my healthy eating. I can be good all day, but then if I blow it and have ONE little thing that I shouldn't have, then I think, "oh, to heck with it" and shove cookies in my mouth. Really. I wish I could find balance.

And I think you totally deserve a diet coke and cheetos after you have run 3 miles!

Unknown said...

oh yes, always. For me, it is chocolate ice cream with reeses cup that calls to me at various times of the day. For a while it was chips and salsa--only the scoop tortilla chips would suffice. Delicious snacks make me happy!

kel said...

oh, where to begin? right now it's creamy havarti with either bread or those multi-grain corn chips from Costco.

Unknown said...

I don't have any current compulsive snacks but when I was young, my favorite snack was a slice of bologna rolled up with lime yogurt in the middle. It totally grossed my family out :-).

Actually, now that I think about it, it may not be compulsive but I've been pretty dedicated to green smoothies lately. It's my breakfast most mornings and I've gotten to where if I eat pancakes or something with the family, I feel gross.

Jeanne said...

Okay, that post by Gabrielle was really me. I didn't realize my daughter was signed in.

Unknown said...

Hi, Janice!

Awesome posts! Boulder is a slice of heaven--thank you for reminding me.

As for compulsive snacks, maybe not, but if there were never leftovers and I wasn't "obligated" to finish certain things for lunch occasionally, I could eat ham & provalone cheese wrapped in a tortilla for lunch every. single. day.

Kari said...

OK, now I'm like Jeanne, 2 comments earlier. That last comment was really from me--I didn't know my daughter was signed in.

Nadia said...

I seem to remember you squirting mustard on pretzels many moons ago....