15 Horrifying Facts About Processed Meat

Imagine putting all that in your body!  

Oh wait... I think it is safe to assume that most of us have consumed  at least one of the items in the video at least once in our lifetime.  I know I have... more than once.  I've had hot dogs, burgers, drive-thru fast food, the glorious Spam and Vienna Sausage... and the [once] yummy Taco Bell.

Along the "meat" was rodent hair! When did rodent hair become part of the meat family?  Oh wait... it's not all meat.  Just thinking about this is making me sick.

I am speechless and grossed out.  I can't deny the fact that when "pink slime" hit the news, I did avoid ground meat for a bit... then it "vanished" from my mind.  I may have purposely pretended to not remember.  But in the back of my mind, the idea of "pink slime" and "fake" meat still existed because this video triggered that same feeling but tenfold.  

I watch all my students eat their snack or lunch.  Usually it consists of deli meats and sausages. For parents, it's the easiest thing to slap on a sandwich... but possible results is bowel cancer?!  I think I'll put in the extra effort to make a better choice lunch.   After watching this video and being more health conscious, I am 100% certain that I do not want that in my body or my future children's body.

I am baffled.

What do you think?

Listening To My Brain And Not My Stomach

One of the things I have been trying to do is listening to how my body feels. Like many of you, I have a 9-5 weekday job where I wake up, go to work, and then go home. Rinse and repeat for five days a week. Somewhere in my day is breakfast, lunch, and dinner.  I'll talk about what I actually eat for my meals on another day but right now I want to comment on the fact that I have started to listen to how my body feels when it comes to hunger.

Unlike many people I know , I actually make time to eat breakfast. One reason is that it helps to subside the struggles of hunger as I approach the mid-day, better known as my lunch break. I try to pack my lunch because it's less expensive than eating out, and gives me better control on what I will be eating. When I pack my lunch, I think about what would be enough food for myself at that given point in the day. For example, I eat only what I had packed for lunch. When I say I eat what I packed, I mean I finish everything, but not more than what I had pre-planned. 

A while ago, I realized my parents, grandparents, aunts, uncles and all of the other adult figures in my life helped cultivate a dangerous seed in my young and impressionable mind. I'm sure many people have heard these statements: "Finish your food! Don't waste it because children in <insert third world country here> are starving so be grateful you have food in front of you."

I'm not putting all of the blame on them, and I know their intentions were good. I see many children and adults today being so wasteful, and I can't stand it myself. While living and growing up in the Philippines, I noticed that fresh cooked food was a luxury many people didn't have; and throwing it away for any reason was like treason. Unfortunately those words resonated with me all the way up to my adult years, instilling the behavior that I HAVE TO finish all my food, regardless of whether or not I feel full.

As long as I enjoyed the taste, I ate until the message relayed to my brain from my stomach that it's full. Too bad that message was running on 56k dial-up and I was eating at the speeds of broadband cable. Once I realized that one plate of food was actually enough, I was already two or two and a half plates in. Room for dessert? ALWAYS!

I still find it a little difficult to gauge what will actually fill me up; especially on those days where I'm were too busy to eat at my usual time due to workload and other factors. Once that hunger hits, all I feel is the need to stuff my face and get food in my stomach until my brain says "stop". Well, I know that story never ends up well for me.

I have now slowed down my pace ... or at least I'm still  training myself to let my brain catch up to what my stomach is actually trying to tell it. I found that waiting about 3 to 5 minutes after finishing a portion of my lunch has helped me significantly. It allowed me to gauge if I need the extra banana that I packed or the other half of that chicken adobo that I brought for lunch. If I still feel hungry after a few minutes, then I'll eat what I have left. If not, then away it goes for the next day, or perhaps my dogs will get an extra treat that night.

I know that giving myself a few minutes to digest and reassess will lengthen my  usual "eating time". I'm also aware that I will not always have that luxury of extra time whenever I eat. In the end, a few minutes to myself can literally gain years to my life in the end. That's one message my stomach and brain can instantly agree on.