I meditate, do my yoga, drink a protein shake, run six miles, and then commence lying to everyone about what I do every morning. The truth is, I didn’t get a chance to do yoga or jog this morning or any other morning of my life. But those things are more likely to happen than the likelihood of me ever drinking a protein shake. I don’t eat healthy. It’s difficult to eat healthy. At times I make an effort, but I usually fail. I hate when I try to order a salad and my mouth says, “I’ll have a Double Quarter Pounder with Cheese.” It’s like I have autocorrect in my mouth. My heart may be willing, but my brain abdicated to my taste buds long ago. I’m not a healthy eater. I’m like the Dr. Oz of unhealthy eating. I don’t mean this as a criticism of Dr. Oz, who I’m sure is a nice man, but I’m starting to doubt he is really from Australia. Where is your accent, Dr. Oz?Stages of Eating HealthyI go through different stages of healthy eating. First it’s the “I’m only eating salads”
