I woke up this morning and rode the stationary bike. Had a healthy breakfast, lunch, and snack. Took the kiddo for a bike ride.
Then came the carnitas.
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Mmmm....carnitas!
Well, you can cut your calorie intake to 70% of what is normal and maybe live to be 120 (at least if you are a rhesus monkey), but what good is 125 years of misery? (On another blog, a primatologist said the thinner monkey showed signs of being unhappy. Not being a monkey, I have no basis on which to judge.)
As I said before, the key is not to feel deprived.
Besides, eat right, stay fit, die anyway:
So they all lived longer, except the ones that died?
ohhhh, carnitas...! Want, need...