I’m currently on what I have coined “the donut diet”.
Since we moved to our new office, there are free donuts and bagels in the lunch room every morning. I basically have a small slice of one every time I walk into the office, instead of having breakfast.
Sometimes, I work through lunch and have another one (or a muffin) when my stomach starts to growl. Then I go home and eat whatever somewhat “healthy” food I have lying around the house. Last night it was this:
Naan pizza with roasted red pepper spread and feta.
That, however, is not what bars me from carrying the “healthy living” title – what does it is that I don’t care that I’m eating like this.
While I do not condone or recommend the donut diet for anyone else, I’m not that worried about it. I’m broke, and it’s saving me money. And I really, really like donuts. Plus, three people have told me today that I look like I’ve lost weight.
Also, all the sugar? It gives me all kinds of energy for workouts.
I even worked out after work yesterday. That hasn’t happened in at least two months.
I ran fast.
My left leg was numb the entire time.
I’d rather not talk about it.
In fact, I’d better go, there’s only one donut left. It’s a chocolate covered glazed with sprinkles. I like to save the best for last.