Tuesday, September 28, 2010
Granola here I come
Ok, I´ve been converted. Loved loved loved Pilates!
It´s slow but requires focus and strength. I feel stretched out and yet I know my thighs and abs will be killing me tomorrow! Yeah! Seriously, I´m one of those sick people who like the burn. Not that burn!
Plus, it has the whole breathing thing that totally reminds me of the good part of a cigarette. I don´t think my brain has ever had that much oxygen before. Well, at least not, on and off, for the past 10 years.
And you know what, I´m starting to get scared. I´m enjoying the taste of, get this, vegetables. Plain veggies! I used to make fun of people like this. But in all honestly, I forgot the real taste of veggies. We put so much stuff on them, especially in Brazil, that you can´t even taste it. Hell, when my maid makes veggies, she boils them and then sautes them in oil with garlic, salt, and onion. There´s nothing left to it by the time she´s done but it sure as hell tastes good.
It´s sad but true, I´ve been reformed. I really don´t know how long it´ll last. I´m sometimes quite rash and random with my decisions if you haven´t noticed. But I feel great! I was feeling like crap before pilates but now, wow, now I´m on fire. I know I´ll crash soon but I wonder how I´ll feel when the whole detox part is done.
So maybe there´s something to this "clean" living thing. I mean, it´s not like it´s too hard to do in Brazil. Fruits and Veggies are a dime a dozen. Fish and lean proteins are also easy to find and not too bad on the pocketbook, depending on the kind.
I guess it´s like the kind of gas you put in the car. Mr Rant always wants to buy premium. I say buy regular and cheap. He says the car runs better and longer with premium. I say that´s the man trying to get you to give him your money. Maybe we´re both right.
So in the end, I may turn into a granola, at least I come with Açai.