Tweeting about eating.
In the mid-morning, I hunger, and feel ill. I try to stanch the feeling with water, maybe coffee, or a piece of gum.
At lunch, at last, I eat. By this time I have snacked, hopefully on something good I have brought with me, like carrots or an apple.
Regardless, I feel bloated and unhappy. I need to unbutton my pants. I have gas. I become lethargic, less productive. I struggle.
When I eat a Little Debbie Oatmeal Creme Pie, I see the face of Jesus.
When I have 99 cent bag of Doritos, it tastes like ground glass. When I tuck into a Family Sized bag, all is right in creation.
So much housework, no time to run. Feels pointless, anyhow.
Eating is easy. Making time for me is hard.
Stone Cold Crazy - Queen
The Wall Street Shuffle - 10cc
Loose Booty - Sly & The Family Stone
Chameleon - Maynard Ferguson
In The Cage - Genesis
It's Only Rock N' Roll (But I Like It) - The Rolling Stones
Boogie On Reggae Woman - Stevie Wonder
September Gurls - Big Star
Distance: 4 miles
Weather: warm and lovely
Weight: 170 lbs.
Happy Mom's, yo.