I am a stunt woman. Don’t try this at home.
This is the like the Bermuda Triangle of dangerous eating pleasures. If you gaze into the picture, I appear to have some issues. I used to have a problem, but not anymore. You’ve gotta believe me, people… you believe me, right?
I am a reformed! The picture-image above is merely a public service re-enactment into that serious condition known as Carbohydrate Delirium…[insert mystery music of horror here].
It took me four long years to realize bready carbs don’t mesh with losing weight and looking slim. Not only did excessive carbohydrate chewing ruin my night of love, but it continuously left me bloated, and feeling heavy and comatose.
Too many carbs in general is obviously not good for you, but those damn refined flour carbs are the worse culprits of all; like delectable French Breads (Ooo!), Ciabatta rolls (Ahh!) and garlic breads (Ohh!).
Perhaps a visit to the low carb forum could have set me straight long ago, but my hardheaded azz had to learn it the hard way – by eating the crap day in and day out, until I finally realized how it affected my body and energy.
It’s been some time since I first banished the Carbohydate Delirium outta my life. I’ve been chewing in moderation for a good while now. And 99% of the time it’s the whole grain kinda carb.
I’m not bloated anymore! I can button my pants closed!
So what about YOU? How did your own carbohydrate revelation come about? Or are you still chewing on every carb in sight?