razmaspaz

My name is Raz and I love food.  I won’t say I’m overweight because I don’t think by any stretch of anyone’s imagination I would be considered such, but as I’m getting older I’m noticing my body changing.  No, not the “What’s Happening to Me” changes, the old, fat, and lazy changes.  My wife is pregnant and i seem to be growing a sympathy belly.  To top it all off as part of a transition to fatherhood I got a life insurance exam and the cholesterol results were less than favorable.

I’ve been making little changes over the past few weeks.  Skipping seconds at Christmas dinners, yes there were multiples of them, eating chicken instead of steak, eating less fast food, and so on.  And substituting my normal Special K Red Berries for Cherioes.  It culminated yesterday with my weekly trip to the grocery store that usually involves picking up some kind of snack (and by snack I mean an entire meal’s worth of candy).  I found myself staring at a bag of Life Savers Gummis for about five minutes before finally walking away empty handed.  Victory!  Those can come small as long as they keep coming.

Today was another one, or maybe not.  I, like any rational, intelligent, good looking, person in the United States LOVE Chipotle Burritos.  I could eat one every meal, particularly the steak variety.  So it was no small task today to forgoe the steak burrito for a more cholesterol firendly chicken burito.  What I found out upon ifrst bite was one of the most dissapointing discoveries I’ve made so far this year.  Chipotle Chicken Burritos taste like cardboard.  I want my steak back.  In fact I think I can give up candy, ice cream, even lay off the wine a bit, but there is no way I’m going to reduce myself to skipping the Chipotle Steak Burrito.  I just can’t do it.