In this case, of course, we’re talking fair food - not quite as exciting as baseball food, but still pretty awesome. Mom entered one of her lovely sunset photos in the photography competition and, though she did not win, it was nice to see her work on display.Īs with any event I attend, my focus is usually on what sort of delicious edible things are around. I like to pretend that I hate the annual county fair - that it’s silly, and muddy, and just a little bit too “country” - but I have to admit, perhaps for the first time, that it’s actually pretty fun.ĭespite the fact that it was nearly 95 degrees in mid-September, my mom, sister and our boyfriends Eric and Palmer (respectively) trudged over to the fairgrounds in the afternoon to check out the funnel cakes, ice cream, rides and games. Fresh produce, smaller portions, lean protein - and far less sweets.Īside from the occasional funnel cake, of course. Getting into habits that will serve me well for the rest of my life.Įven if I haven’t been tracking as religiously as I used to, I can see the fruits of that discipline in everything I do. Weight loss is great, sure, but how I live now is really about living. I feel farther removed from the woman I once was 35 pounds ago, but I’m concentrating on not falling into habits that brought me there in the first place. All I know is that, for me, the occasional half of a funnel cake has to be okay - and as along as I wake up tomorrow still staying the course and choosing health, I’m doing all right.įor me, food once brought guilt: guilt of eating too much eating “bad things” snacking too much or too little making the “wrong choices” and not doing anything about it. It’s a gateway food, and it would have been too easy for me to return to bad habits and eating whatever struck my fancy as often as I liked - a routine that brought me to my heaviest weight ever with health troubles that kicked off my mission to drop the pounds.īut I’m no dieting saint. Some goodies are “trigger foods,” though - and a year ago? I would not have had the funnel cake. This has been the lasting strategy that keeps me from returning to old, unhealthy habits, and is one I plan to continue indefinitely. ![]() As our mothers always told us, All things in moderation. The key to staying on track - with Weight Watchers, yes, but in general - is not to restrict yourself completely from foods you love. I ate my fill of fried goodness while feeling (somewhat) less guilty, and we all left feeling coated in powdered sugar in the best possible way. ![]() Spencer and I split one while my sister and brother-in-law had another, and the results? Pretty great. Where once I would have hogged a funnel cake all to myself, though, I keep working on balance - and know devouring an entire one alone is probably not wise. I’m pretty strong, but I’m not that strong. It’s harder to say no when deep-fried goodness is all around you, perfuming the air, and everyone has a corn dog or fried Oreo or funnel cake in their messy hands. Though I have no problem stealing food off others’ plates (rude, I know), I don’t like to share dessert.Īs I continue seeking healthy eating and try to keep the weight off, though, I’m in the habit of avoiding sugar. I know I should share one with my sister, a fellow funnel cake lover, or my husband - but, you know, I’m greedy. ![]() The creations at our county fair? AMAZING. The ones at our local baseball stadium? Lackluster. Warm from the fryer, the grease soaking through my paper plate.Ĭovered in powdered sugar, which is just beginning to form the most finger-licking crust.įew things in life provide as much joy as a really good funnel cake - and they’re not all created equal, friends. Perfectly golden on the outside, crispy on the edges, but still doughy in the center. It looks fantastic, right? The ultimate in fried pleasure. I see you over there, eyeballin’ my funnel cake.
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