Throw Back Accomplishment

So...despite all the internship stress and work, I've been able to keep up on my fitness challenge. Each day (except Sunday, my day of no exercise) I have been able to do my jumping jacks (or as Sam calls them, dumpndacks), crunches, and push-ups. And as indicated in the title of this post, I was thrown back to my 9th grade days...specifically gym class. The last time I was forced to do one of those presidential fitness test thingies I did eight push-ups in a row. I matched that yesterday. Boo-yah! Who says the fat guy can't come back?

And just for reading this, you can watch this video from 1991. Former, in-shape, used-to-be-able-to-grab-rim former self, "I've Been Thinking About You."


P.S. As another reference point, this was also the year I ran a 5:30 mile. Try to picture that now. I dare you.

Those Darn Taste Buds!

After a weekend of recklessness involving pizza and popcorn, I'm back to the oatmeal slop in the mornings. My taste buds have started a rebellion, complete with protests, book burnings, and a student rally. The bacon, egg, and potato burrito I scarfed for dinner didn't hold it's usual luster. Hopefully, I can restore order without having to subdue them with habaneros or something with firepower of similar magnitude.

Anybody have any tasty snack recipes? Oh, wait. I mean, does anyone have any good, healthy recipes that would satisfy my need for good sabor? And I don't mean anything like Mrs. Roberts made for her family either.