A day of fasting

I said I'd fast if the Packers won the Super Bowl, and so that's what I did yesterday.  I also wore black.

My calves were still sore from JJs on Friday.  My lack of gall bladder and over-consumption of lemon buttercream frosting gave me liver pain.  My back hurt from riding in a car too long,  or maybe it was JJs or maybe being 41 and whiney.

Whatever.  Yesterday was a day set aside for not doing things.  I actively not ate and not worked out.  Both rare.

Today was a great day of diet discipline and gratitude.  I'm actually glad I didn't have to eat a Roethlisburger (a beef burger topped with Italian sausage, fried egg and cheese UGH) which would also make me acutely wish for a gall bladder. 

I'm going to the high school on Monday to talk to four classrooms of science students about food choices and my evolution of eating recognizable whole foods.