Sunday, 21 September 2014

Bread longing...

I'm taking care of myself starting with a focus on eating right, getting the nutrients that I need - iron, fibre, protein, omega fatty acids... what have you.
So bread, the common enemy of many a dieter, heck, many a woman's bum and thighs; is somewhat off the menu for a while.
Now I have not gone cold turkey and never will. There is always a time and place for a crusty bit of bread, cheese, and some dry ham. What I am doing is eating bread less passively; which can only be a good thing right? Before I'd always have bread with dinner, even if it made no sense and left me feeling stuffed.
However, it seems only to be when you've sworn off of something that it is suddenly everywhere and seemingly irresistible.
The morning commute after you've left the safety of your house where you've been well-behaved and had a "good" breakfast, you pass a kiosk with all that produce on display and smelling deliciously just out of the oven. The once weekly shop has been deconstructed into three or four throughout the week in order to buy fresher ingredients and motivate eating well; the down-side is that you're even more exposed to those gorgeous scents coming from the bakery section.
Whatever doesn't kill you (or turns you into only a crying shaking mess) only  makes you stronger so let's give it a go.

The Bread Loaver

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