I was standing in line at McDonald’s, my first time there since seeing Morgan Spurlock’s Super Size Me a few months ago, and it occurred to me that Katharine McPhee’s bulimia confession just destroyed her chances to be a spokesperson (or is it songsperson) for the highest grossing restaurant chain in the world. Think of all the ways they could have played on her last name before she revealed her McSickness. I made the mistake of ordering the two double cheeseburgers for a dollar special anyway and with Morgan Spurlock and Katherine McPhee providing the the background narration and music for my digestive tract, well, “I Know I’ll Never Eat This Way Again”.
How do I say that those golden arches threatened to be the wrong-colored Rainbow? As I mentally process my McDonald’s binge, I found myself thinking about this “intuitive eating” thing. My body was clearly telling me not to ingest the stuff, but I simply didn’t listen.
Instead, I heeded this voice that was saying “You’re hungry, you’re in a hurry to make that meeting, salty and greasy will feel good, and a double cheeseburger for a buck is really really cheap.”
As I got to the register, I was already doing a karaoke version of “I Believe I Can Fry,” to which the lady at the register responded by asking “Would you like to super-size your Fry?”
Apparently, it was My Destiny to explore intuitive eating the hard way. I still don’t want to think about Taylor Hicks having ribs for breakfast, though. I’ve never thrown up after eating, but I do personally understand binge eat