Thursday, June 2, 2011

So much for the Freshman 15

I don't care how much food I ate at the end of spring semester this year...if I gained any weight then, it's gone by now. I've been home for three weeks as of today, and I've averaged about 1.8 meals a day, I'd say. Which is primarily attributed to waking up between 11 am and noon, not eating until 12:30 or so, and holding myself over until dinner, whenever/whatever that may be. And breakfast usually consists of cereal, Aunt Jemima eggs/bacon/hash brown patty, or toast, because I can't make food. And even if I could, I wouldn't want to. I've fallen into a pretty bad habit of only eating food that I don't have to make. Guess that's what college has done to me, I suppose. And snacks always consist of a cheesestick, Cape Cod Chips, or a yogurt. Although yesterday I found peaches in the fridge, so I'll at least have that deliciousness to look forward to at the end of this blog post.

I've ultimately arrived at the conclusion that I'm going to be meager until my metabolism fails disastrously. The good thing about that inevitability in the future is that I'll be just enough slightly underweight where worst case, I figure I'll be just enough slightly overweight. Either that, or end up like Ben Stiller at the end of Dodgeball.

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