Once upon a time in a land far far away, during my first semester as an undergad, I ate bagels and cream cheese and coffee for breakfast. It was good. I gained 20 pounds in 4 months. I got seriously chubbo.
The breakfast of champions: 3 ibuprofen and a cup of decaf before I take off for the gym for my workout. There are mornings when, by the end of my routine, instead of focusing on the execise, all I'm thinking about is FOOD. I eat at my desk the second I arrive at work. I always bag my breakfast because I'm in a hurry (always, because I'm starved by this time) and it keeps me from eating crap (like bagels every day).
Most folks are watching their weight, at least to keep it from going up. I gained 5 pounds on vacation last month - it was good. I ate well, and then some. Why does my butt expand and not my bust???
There is a direct connection between good nutrution and good health, and I try to eat right, but no one could ever make give up my bagels. Sharin' caught me having a bagel on Friday morning. She ordered 6 before a trip to NY this weekend so I asked if she was OK to make sure she wasn't going home to eat all of them after a good cry. She assured me all was good. So good, in fact, that she got engaged this weekend! The magic of bagels. Sigh.
We have choices: high fiber, low fat, low carb, unsweetened, non GMO, kosher, vegan, vegetarian, low cal, natural, organic, local, high protein, high in Omega 3 fatty acids, etc. But I admit, every couple of weeks, I just NEED a bagel, with a "schmear". I guess I'll try to start losing those vacation pounds next week.
Sunday, May 23, 2010
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