I blogged yesterday, and was planning to take today off, but I’ve changed my mind because something needs to be said. So I’ve opened the Mac and here it comes. Please forgive me in advance if this terse and vitriol monologue offends.
It’s about salad.
I thank God for all I have, and I have a lot, especially when it comes to food. The refrigerator stays full and the pantry has all kinds of cans and boxes and bags of stuff. Again, I’m grateful.
The problem is that I’ve been undisciplined and given to sloth over the past few months. The results:
- By not working out I’ve lost some flexibility, energy, and basic strength.
- By indulging in the wrong foods, I’ve gained weight.
I can get to the gym, that’s easy enough, and it’s really good for me. But the food? Aye, there’s the rub. So I’ll be minimizing the carbs, maximizing the veggies, and balancing with some healthy protein. No fads or gimmicks, not even twelve weeks of watermelon, but sensible, healthy foods in appropriate portions.
The above description of healthy almost always includes salads. I have issue with salads. You might say I have salad issues. Here are some of the reasons:
- Jaw exhaustion: I always get tired of chewing before the salad is finished.
- The temperature: salads are usually cold.
- The grilled beef or chicken added to the salads are good, but never enough.
- The seeds, nuts, fruits and stuff added to mask the blandness of lettuce.
- The low fat, low sodium, low cholesterol, low taste dressings; they’re awful.
Okay, that about does it. Sorry, but it had to be said. Please refrain from comments, emails, texts, letters, or phone calls arguing with me about the value of salads. I’ve had it with those bowls of rabbit food, and that’s all there is to it. I’m putting my foot down, so no more, I’m done, finished, kaput. Rick votes NO!
This is one man’s opinion, a cranky man, but still.
Thanks for reading. Look for better blogs to come.
PS: My wife just informed me that we are having salad for dinner.