I just realized the last three or four posts have made me look like a haggard, frat-boy, alcohol-abuser that parties balls 8 nights a week. It was just one of those crazy weekends that starts a little too early. In reality, I'm a health nut at heart. I'm not OCD about it, but I try my best to eat a lot of fruit and veggies, less red meat, and less sugar and simple starches. I absolutely believe your body is a machine and what you put in it has a significant effect on your mental and physical output. That may sound corny, but it's an incovenient truth. As much as we would like our food pyramid to only include Coors Light and chicken fries, you just can't function that way. Maybe I have too sensitive a conscience, but weekends like this make me want to become a vegan and get a colonic. My theory on diets consists of moderation. Salt is not bad for you; Too much salt is bad for you. Butter is not bad for you; Too much butter is bad for you. Even a glass of wine every night will help with a healthy heart. Anyway, that's my rant for the day to make me feel better about myself.
Here's my usual breakfast:
1. That purple drank. No, not promethazine and codeine fool! OPC-3 Isotonix antioxidant formula. This is what Ponce De Leon was actually looking for.
2. Protien drank. A mix of light soy milk, whey protien, fresh fruit, and plain yogurt. It's usually my shake or two eggs with Tabasco on wheat toast. None of that technicolor, corn flake debauchery for me.
See you at the gym.
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