Tuesday, June 03, 2014
Well the kid's enthusiasm for running has ended. All he wants to run now is the same event we ran this past weekend. Mostly because of the post race stuff. I'm actually good with this. I see so many kids pushing themselves (or worse, being pushed by adults) to do things that are too tough on their little bodies. There were so many kids when I was at PT last year (prime after school time appointments) and almost all of these kids were there because of sports injuries. So I'm actually good with it. I would like him to do more walking with me, but my heart isn't set on that either. He's a kid and he plays. Exercise isn't really a concern at this point.
I have food allergies. If I'm being completely honest, I show some sort of allergy to everything in the cereal family except for rice and sugar. Corn is the worst by far, wheat second. I keep an epi-pen for those. I developed these allergies at 32 years old. I love corn and wheat stuff. I cheat a LOT with wheat and a smidge with corn. I shouldn't. I know this. I've had ER visits. But when you cheat just a little and nothing bad happens, you start cheating more. And then you start reacting to things you never did before.
Some things are changes in recipes, but mostly, my sensitivity is, well, wicked sensitive lately. I jokingly declared on Facebook last night that I was going to stop eating because while death for eating Smart Food popcorn seems perfectly reasonable, chicken tenders, not so much.
Tonight we were going to have BBQ chicken but given the reactions recently, I decided to double check the ingredients. Corn starch. Every single frozen dinner we had in the freezer had it listed. So the choices for dinner were rice krispies with slices of banana or McCain smiley face fries. I went with the cereal. This sucks to put it bluntly. But I've been good before so I know I can do it. I just hate that I can't eat like a normal person. Oh well. Could be worse.