In the last of a series of follow-up appointments to make sure the crazy hasn’t manifested, I mention to my Doc that I’m a bit concerned over the weight gain of late.
“I belong to the gym! And granted I sluffed off due to a problem at the beginning of the month and then I got my tattoo re-colored… figured it wasn’t a good idea to sweat it up on the treadmill with an open back wound…”
*nods* “Well, I think you should be more conscience of ’empty foods’.”
“The big four: bread”
“And avoid processed foods. To make it easy, if you can walk out into your yard, figuratively, and pull it from the ground, pluck it from a tree or hunt it, it’s okay to eat. There is no ‘Bread Tree’ or ‘Spaghetti Bush’.”
“But there should be.”
So I brought two apples to work, I’ll have some salad for lunch (I heart salad anyway) and try to go easy on Taco Tuesday.
Dear Reader, what advise have you been given that you throw out the window or pass on?