Tuesday, October 19, 2010

The true cost of eating Bad

Every Friday, the powers that be almighty admin brings a spread of pasties to the kitchen in our office. All sorts of dainty delectables that somehow have the power to call Merry! We need you! Come over to the dark side!

Something must be happening to my eyesight. Last Friday, I looked at the pasties and instead of imagining how good the food would taste in my mouth, I calculated how long I would have to ride the elliptical to balance out the caloric intake of that one mouthful.

I think I'm onto something here. I mean, forget putting calorie labels on the food, put something that the average human can measure quite clearly -- the toil of a treadmill, or whatever. That's the true cost of eating bad food.*

Goal for the week: Out the door by 7:30 a.m.
Um... I'm going to say no. Like yesterday, it was close. But it wasn't as close as it had been yesterday. Out the door by 7:55 a.m.

Exercise du jour: 30 minutes on the elliptical

Plus, half an hour's worth of yoga done first thing in the morning. How's that for smugly virtuous.

*Yes, okay, and also that it's not good fuel to run your body on. But that doesn't have quite the same emotional impact, and when it comes to making food choices I'm all about the emotions.

Photo courtesy of Sifu Renka


jenb said...

Wiping the drool of the keyboard...

The Merry said...

Virtual pastries are /very/ low-cal :)

messymimi said...

One of my favorite one panel comic strips was a lady, bent over the rail of a treadmill, obviously exhausted, and her trainer is saying, "Congratulations, you just burned enough calories for 3 M&Ms!"

Yeah, that works.

Amy said...

it would be helpful to equate all food with hard labor, like if you can picture a chain gang at dunkin donuts. It could work.

MyCueSticks said...

Try putting one of these beauties on your hand on Fridays so you don't reach for them...http://tinyurl.com/29sdej4