The media speaks of "Big Pharma", "Big Tobacco", and now it's time for the next headlines – "Big Sugar". When it comes to our health, sweet, white gold is the soup du jour to come under attack.
Australian adults are eating like we're USA Jr., and kids only raise heart rates with Red Bull highs while playing eSports in their mum's basement. By 2025, 80 per cent of Australians will be overweight with over three million afflicted with diabetes.
I've seen the anti-war, anti-tobacco, and pro-climate rallies. But where's the pro-health march to save the next generation? At the politically correct rate we're going, any anti-fat rally would be usurped by pro-acceptance, with picket signs attached to motorised scooters wanting wider plane seats and larger actors in lead roles… all sponsored by supplement companies.
Fat to fit
Some say it's cost. Some say it's information. Yet a family of four can slow roast a lamb shoulder with a spinach salad cheaper than purchasing Macca's Family Pack. And if you believe there's not enough information about healthy eating online to become informed about health and wellness… well, I'll sell you shares in a Sydney to Auckland bridge I start constructing next Tuesday.
I care, and I'm passionate because as a 35-year-old, I was fat. At 45, I'm now fit. And I never blamed McDonald's and Toohey's. I blamed myself because I was eating junk, getting drunk too often, and not moving my body with intensity. That was my choice, and it was my choice to turn it around.
I refuse to believe that Coke and Macca's are making us sick, our choices are. So I'm going to look the bull(s) straight in the eye and for the next week, I'm going to eat at Macca's for every breakfast, lunch, snack, and dinner that I consume.
Don't call me a Morgan Spurlock wannabe … because he consumed 5000 calories per day and did not exercise. Morgan Spurlock was the white lab rat, and that rat has no choice. He disallowed the single variable Australia has to turn around obesity – choice. I'll choose water over Coke if I decide. I'll choose to exercise if I fancy a run. I'll choose to go bun free if I don't want carbs on my burger. And I'll choose "no large fries" if I don't want them.
My one-week trial will be less about the nutritional make-up of the new Angus burger and more about my personal make-up, and what it takes to choose right and eat less all while searching for that healthy needle in a fatty-sugary-salted haystack.
With society's alcohol dramas, we shut down Sydney's nightlife. So, is it time to #BanTheKebab? I wish there was a politician out there who had the balls to look into a camera and exclaim: "There will be no sugar tax because your weight. Your health. Your visits to the hospital… are mostly determined by your choices. Choose better, and you will look and feel… better. Healthier."
I don't know how I'll travel in the next week. I'm expecting weight gain, energy fluctuations due to sugar highs (and food coma lows), and varied sessions on the toilet. But I'll document it and share the intimate details in next week's column – the cost, the calories, the daily orders, and the mental and physical effects of eating under the golden arches for seven days straight.
I'm nervous, but I refuse to believe McDonald's will change me – that's my choice.
Check back next week to see how Michael feels.
Passion for lifestyle change is the cornerstone for everything Michael Jarosky does. A Sydney-based personal trainer, he cajoled thousands of 51698009 readers to undertake his "Cut The BS" diet, and champions a charity weight-loss event, Droptober.