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When You Can Only Blame Yourself!

We're going to ignore the fact that I'm not supposed to eat gluten and talk about the fact that of all the bagged pretzel types, I like the Pretzel Sticks the most.

I'm pretty damn picky about flavour (yes, there are differences!) and since we lost our last Safeway here (they had the best) I've not been keeping up with things, but Jason brought some back from a camping trip and when I was over at his place and a little hungry I had some, and that just set off a cascade of NOM NOM NOM!

I found a reasonably good brand (with some trial and error bags left at Jason's place, ahem) and went through a couple of bags worth pretty quick.

Now see, I am a little "special" when I eat them and I "chew" off the Salt before eating the Stick thing.

I think I'm really just there for the salt and the crunch as it's not as if plain pretzels are much of a flavour punch, you know?

Usually what I notice is that the insides of my cheek or mouth get sore from the salt, and then I feel some guilt/shame about eating too many, but this year a whole different thing happened... I got myself some jaw pain and tension.  Sigh.

See I'm stressed right now and anxious right now and so that tension often migrates to and sticks in my upper body - neck - jaw.  I'm a clencher and a grinder (with a night guard or two) so I know I have to be mindful of my jaw but salty pretzel sticks man!

I noticed without noticing that my jaw, face, neck and head were all tense and sore.  I figure it was stress.  I took some stuff for it, I massaged, I put stuff on (lotion stuff), I kept eating pretzels.

After I think the second bag I figured there was probably a pretty strong correlation between the tension and discomfort I was feeling and the fact that I was using my jaw an awful lot to nom all these pretzels WHILE I was tense and stressed and anxious and so even though I really really wanted and want to keep eating lots of salty stick goodness, I've not allowed myself to buy another bag.  (sob)

It was this strange thing of "I'm pretty sure I'm causing myself pain and strain but I really want to keep doing the thing that's causing it oh no!"

So yeah, this particular tension that's not going away very easily is pretty much the fault of my love of salt, but we can pretend to blame Jason for having pretzel sticks in my vicinity, right?  (Ahem)



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