Super Size Me
February 26, 2008 | by brett | Permalink
Last night I watched Super Size Me (2004), a film that follows a guy who eats nothing but McDonalds, three times a day, for thirty days. The film documents the drastic lifestyle changes the guy goes through, from his physical fattening to his psychological state of mind. Over the course of the movie, he samples every item on the chain’s menu at least once, and consumes an average of 5,000 calories (the equivalent of 9.26 Big Macs) per day during the experiment.
The film made me have nightmares, making me dream that my liver was going to burst with fast food accumulated fat, but it also made me reflect about the eating habits I’ve adopted in 2007. The conclusion I came to was this (mom, this post ends here for you):
I have never eaten so unhealthy in my entire life.
It started when I quit my job in April. I decided I needed to save enough money to go on our Pursue the Passion tour, and to do that, I needed to eat efficiently. When Jay, who was crashing on my couch while working as my college educated, minimum wage employee, found a food sponsor, we essentially began our own Super Size Me experiment.
The plan was to use the two hundred food vouchers to survive for two months until we hit the road. We figured if we varied our diets between frozen Hot Pockets, frozen pizza, frozen stir fry, frozen calzones, and frozen whatever else those coupons got for free, we would be alright. And at first, we were. Going down the grocery aisle with a choice constrained, yet unlimited shopping budget was like gumdrops falling from the sky. The cats and dogs danced in the street as our meals were microwaved three times a day.
But then something happened. Maybe too much sodium, maybe too much salt, maybe too much sugar. The wacky dietary imbalance that existed in our twenty-two year old bodies was not good. After a week, we were sluggish, working inefficiently, and the rosy colored world we had
been living in turned into uncontrollable visits to the toilet. And of course, discount FMV toilet paper was the product of choice.
After a month and a half, our bodies a chemical war zone, I stood up in the seat in which I sat and announced a pact between Jay and I. No more frozen food for us. Whatever money we saved during our period of personal punishment was not worth it. We had to eat right.
Apples and bananas replaced the ridden sodium infected frozen packages we were used to buying. Health didn’t exponentially improve, but our state of mind did. It was like a weight had been lifted. A week after the “f*** frozen food” pact, we found our title sponsor.
We were on our way out of the unhealthy mess we had gotten ourselves into, vowing to never again to eat as bad as that point in our lives.
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February 27th, 2008
Great awareness. I’m glad you didn’t spend the majority of your life to learn that lesson. A few months is an okay teacher. But it’s so true that you are what you eat. Not too many CEO’s are impressed with a “Big Mac” coming is and asking for a job. Eat right, work out, sleep, stay balanced and your goals seem to appear. Attitude and self respect go hand in hand with all the rest.
April 17th, 2008
finally got around to seeing Super Size Me; i was impressed by Morgan Spurlock’s insight as he goes into a lot more than just physical effects of fast food…
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