burnt dark meat and breast milk

Friday, jan. 10, 2003   |   0 comments

Holy shit I went to the gym for the first time in well, well, well over a month (happy new year!), and I did the pervy weight machine that works your inner thighs, and heehaw did I BURN my dark meat! Today I’m so sore, I’m walking bowlegged, and (once again) not in a sexy way.

While I was waiting for the crazy crowds of new year’s resolutionaries to get off the elliptical trainer, I read this article about how non-breast-fed babies statistically grow up to be fatter and have more complicated relationships with food, something about breast-fed babies having a better understanding of when they’re full and not being so sugar-crazed. And maybe better metabolisms.

Of course when I was teensy, the vogue thing was to get your baby off breast milk and onto solid foods as soon as possible, so that’s ANOTHER strike against me. Maybe if I started up with the breast milk again, I wouldn’t even have to go to the gym anymore? Breast-milk ice cream? Mint chip breast-milk ice cream