By IN Blogger by Bradley “Beej” Davis Jr.
I’ve never met a carb I didn’t like. In fact, I can recount countless, sordid affairs with Big Grab Funions, McDonald’s hot apple pies and Pillsbury Crescent Rolls. Great, now my mouth is watering. Previous diet plans have included everything from Weight Watchers to contemplating the legal ramifications of setting ablaze to area Whataburger locations. Incidentally, Weight Watchers was the better method, although I’m sure it would be easy to count points being jailed for up to 30 years on first degree arson charges. Unfortunately, I’ve slacked. I’m a yo-yo dieter. Either way, I like to be held accountable. I think we all do to some extent, and that’s why I’ve decided to start this blog titled “The Beej vs. The Bulge.” Despite the cute alliteration, I’m serious about getting healthy: serious enough to share my struggles and triumphs with Joe Q. Public while adding the human factor. In other words, I predict my slog of a blog to be filled with a few chuckles, for if you cannot laugh at yourself, you’re not allowed to laugh at anyone else. Something like that.
I devoted my late teens and early 20s to consuming a number of unhealthy foods. I recall once dipping “Krab Delights” (yes, that’s krab with a “k.”) into partially hydrogenated soybean oil, which, to the layperson, is movie theater popcorn butter. In college, the only running I did was to be next in line to do a keg stand. Oddly enough, during this time I was the thinnest in my life, only about 10 pounds or so above “normal” weight. Enter genetics/slowing metabolism/advancing age. It’s now as if someone has pulled a giant switch shutting off my ability to seemingly thwart the negative effects of caloric intake vs. physical activity. So I’m choosing a path of healthy alternatives that include, but are not limited to, exercise (be on the lookout for the “boot camp” blog), healthy shopping and eating in addition to increasing my mental health with yoga and things like yoga that I am currently unfamiliar with.
I know every good plan, diet or otherwise, should have a goal. I’m not ready to set a goal yet because I haven’t watched enough episodes of “Kirstie Alley’s Big Life” to figure out what she set. Stay tuned.
Good-bye Whatasizing. Hello Sun Salutation.