Eating clean through the holidays…
…is the toughest challenge - ever! There is simply SO MUCH TEMPTATION! Everyone is offering you a taste of his or her "favorite" holiday treat. "Honestly," they say, "you’ve never tasted anything like this. And besides, my [insert your choice of spouse, lover, partner, significant other] made this especially for the holidays." I try and let people know that sweets (especially cake) is not in my plan, but they persist. "One little bite isn’t going to kill you." OH, YEAH!? I want to shout. What do you know?
Seriously, it’s a tough row to hoe. I’m surrounded by sugar. A veritable tidal wave of empty calorie treats threatens to drown me. I feel as though I’m trapped in Willie Wonka’s Chocolate Factory, with no way out. It’s scary, I tell you. I hide in my office, terrified of coming out - scared that I’ll be tackled by a co-worker brandishing a sugar plum and a cup of rum-laced egg nog. Is there no refuge - no sanctuary? Is there no bodybuilding island to which I can retreat until the fruit cake and toasted marshmallows have gone the way of the dodo bird?
What is a dedicated bodybuilder to do? I thought about feigning a broken jaw, but that seemed a bit too coincidental and contrived. How about I fake an allergic reaction? I can paint my face with a realistic-looking rash that would make a hardened dermatalogist shiver. Do you think that would work? I’m trolling for suggestions and advice. Don’t let me face this on my own, my brothers and sisters in iron. Send me - if not the plan of action that works for you - at least support for my plight. Act quickly. I think I hear the gumdrop trolls knocking at my door.
December 26, 2008 at 6:35 pm
Tell them that you have a competition after the holidays. I remember those days