It’s confession time, and boy do I have something to confess.
Last week, my good friend Jeff and I sat down and did something that we immediately regretted afterwards.
I’ve tried to forget about it; pretend it never happened. I’ve used desperate psychological techniques to attempt to force it into the far recesses of my psyche, where it will only come out when my subconscious comes to life at night and I wake up in a cold sweat.
I like to eat healthy, most of the time…during the weekdays, but not on Friday night. (That’s when my wife, Nicole, and I get Papa Murphy’s Pizza, Cheddar’s, or some other very high calorie meal.)
But starting Monday, up through, and including lunch on Friday, my diet is pretty strictly regimented…or so I thought!
“So what did you do?!” you ask.
Okay, I’ll come clean. Jeff and I sat down together, with an iPhone, to determine exactly how healthy our Chick Fil-A Friday outings were. The results were devastating!
Allow me to walk you through it. We’ll just pretend I’m ordering.
“Would you like fries sir?”
“Well, since you asked, yes. (400 calories) Oh, and why don’t we make it a large. I’m famished!” (+120 calories)
“And to drink, Brian?”
“I would like half Sprite and half diet lemonade, please.” (95 calories) This drink they now affectionately call a “Brian Palmer”, which gives you an idea of how frequently I go there.
“Why don’t we make that a large.” (+50 calories)
“That’ll be $7.65, sir.” (Yes, that’s exactly how much it costs.)
I know what you’re thinking. “Brian, that’s not too bad. Plenty of people eat lunches that total one thousand, two hundred and thirty five calories!”
Thank you very much for your reassurance. But unfortunately, I’m not done. It’s the next question that really gets me.
“Would you like sauce with that?”
“I appreciate you asking, kind lady. I sure would! May I have three tiny Chick Fil-A sauces and three, seemingly innocuous BBQ sauces, please.”
“My pleasure,” she says, as she passes a 6-inch stack of sauces across the counter. (That stack of sauces just added another 555 calories to my otherwise “light and healthy” lunch. A small price to pay for so much deliciousness, though.)
Prior to this fateful day, I would then sit down and blissfully enjoy my meal. Little did I know, by the time I walked out the door, and ordered one refill for the road, (+145 calories) I would have consumed a total of 1885 calories.
That means that in less than half an hour, I ate 115 calories less than what the FDA recommends I consume in a total of 24 hours. But what do they know?! Pyramid, schmeeramid!!
Sometimes, I will get the Cobb Salad (which keeps me at around 700 calories). But this is still my big treat of the week. The service there is amazing, the employees are kind, and the food is always delicious.
Who’s up for some Chick Fil-A? See you Friday!