Chico Buller
Washing Up
I lead a pretty active life. I work out every day with long periods of areobics and heavy weights. All of my hobbies include breaking speed limits or other bizarre monkey-motion. I am no longer the white-collar worker I pretended to be for thirty years, and sharpening requires movement, at least lugging the tool boxes.
Like many modern Americans, I'm carrying a few too many pounds. At 273 pounds and a biscuit, my doc says I'm healthy, and I have the blood chemistry of a man thirty-five years old. A touch more cholesterol, but I've never been able to induce any form of angina, even standing on the StairMaster for 150 minutes. (Yes, that's 2.5 hours, at one time.)
My problem here is "the beast." And I don't mean just a growling tummy. I mean a driving thirst for protein, and I mean right now and no maybe-baby.
One night I took my wife to Perkins, I had a bacon cheese burger--but also asked for four eggs over easy so I could dip the meat into them.
Last night the beast hit me, and I know I shouldn't eat later in the evening. I filled a salad bowl full of Special K and Silk Milk while I watched Jay Leno.
I can understand the need for protein in my life, and I don't eat breakfast before I go to the gym. But I need a diet I can tolerate, gives me the nutrients I need and guaranties the safety of the public at large.
Any of you guys prepare special diets for highly active and cranky old bikers?
Like many modern Americans, I'm carrying a few too many pounds. At 273 pounds and a biscuit, my doc says I'm healthy, and I have the blood chemistry of a man thirty-five years old. A touch more cholesterol, but I've never been able to induce any form of angina, even standing on the StairMaster for 150 minutes. (Yes, that's 2.5 hours, at one time.)
My problem here is "the beast." And I don't mean just a growling tummy. I mean a driving thirst for protein, and I mean right now and no maybe-baby.
One night I took my wife to Perkins, I had a bacon cheese burger--but also asked for four eggs over easy so I could dip the meat into them.
Last night the beast hit me, and I know I shouldn't eat later in the evening. I filled a salad bowl full of Special K and Silk Milk while I watched Jay Leno.
I can understand the need for protein in my life, and I don't eat breakfast before I go to the gym. But I need a diet I can tolerate, gives me the nutrients I need and guaranties the safety of the public at large.
Any of you guys prepare special diets for highly active and cranky old bikers?