Not in a diabetic kind of way.
Instead between meals it has dipped too low resulting in one beautiful episode of "I'm going to lay on the floor, bring me peanut butter." It happened at a conference meeting with 30 of my colleagues. Already the story has spread among Methodist clergy throughout the state of Kansas. Next to Sunday's crash, it has not been the healthiest of weeks.
Today I went to the doctor. For my co-pay I received the sage advice, "eat more protein."
I was hoping at least to have my stitches removed but it seems I forgot to make a specific "stitch-removal" appointment so the nurse wouldn't even consider it. Obviously the genius of our insurance system at work. Little do they know I have another option. Can we say "living-room clinic?"
I am entering two monster months of cycling, 60 miles tomorrow and we go up from there. Protein for muscle repair and building will be as important as ever.
As an almost vegetarian (technically a pescetarian) I can get a little sloppy on finding quality sources of protein. My doctor's parting sentence to me this morning was, "Tofu, good." He's an articulate one.
This afternoon I went "protein shopping" at Dillons. I read the label of every item I put into my canvas bag searching for the best possible combination of high protein and appetizing. I arrived at home with boca burgers, fish fillets, soy nuts, Kashi Go-Lean Crunch (thanks Bergy) and some fancy protein shakes that are more at home in a GNC store than my cupboard. I feel funny (funny peculiar, not funny ha-ha) about resorting to such processed elite-performance products. But I am willing to try most anything to keep the blood sugar regulated, and myself upright. Well almost anything. I don't want to eat a hamburger.
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... one beautiful episode of "I'm going to lay on the floor, bring me peanut butter." It happened at a conference meeting with 30 of my colleagues. Already the story has spread among Methodist clergy throughout the state of Kansas.
Oh my God! (Sorry if that's taking the lord's name in vain). That is so delicious, I'm going to make another donation to your fund.
As a fellow pescatarian, I feel your pain. I'm sure I don't get enough protein, but I don't notice it since I am completely inactive.
I had a couple of meals today with about 35 other guys. I hate it when I'm with a large group and everyone else is eating the same thing and I have to ask for something different (in this case, something less -- there was nothing to substitute).
Ben, you're a pescatarian? I thought you didn't like fish.
That's right. I'm a pescatarian who doesn't like fish.
Ben--I'm confused. If you don't like fish what keeps you from being a vegetarian?
kc--I am glad to have entertained. I wish you had been with me on Tuesday so your glee could have counter-balanced all the serious pastoral looks I was getting.
I don't object to eating seafood, and at some restaurants the seafood dishes are better than the vegetarian dishes, if they even have any.
We don't eat any meat at home.
And I don't dislike all seafood. Just most of it.
Amy, dude, try Kashi. High in protein, high in fiber. Versatile. Nutty. Delicious. (Can you tell I just had some for dinner?)
I did eat the Kashi. But I have decided I am anti-ceral in the morning. Seems I like my milk only in the form of a latte.
Plus, 2 slices of wheat berry toast give 10g of protien, as much as a serving of Kashi, and for less calories. Can you tell how much I am reading labels? It's sick.
Oh, and I can eat the toast in the car. It's a little tricker to slam ceral on the way to work.
That's more than you ever wanted to know about my breakfast habits, I am sure.
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