Want Not, Waist Not Writing---by Reb MacRath
You could have knocked me over with a feather when the doctor's nurse told me my weight, I won't even write it here. But despite trips to the gym 5 days a weeks, daily walks, stretching, and a diet consisting of fruit smoothies and one main meal a day, I'd gained about 20 pounds. And I couldn't blame this on a stiff surgical knee that kept me from cycling or jogging. No, on reflection the culprit came clear: the snacks and treats I relied on to finish my abandoned WIP: dark chocolate, peach scones, turkey breakfast sandwiches, popcorn, unsalted pretzels. I was getting the work done daily, yes. But the calories and the high cost were taking their toll. To reverse the sad situation without losing steam on the WIP, I devised a dual attack. 1) Want not, waist not. Right off, I needed to rewire the part of my brain that linked expensive and fattening treats with my writing mojo. Wanted: something simple and delicious that wouldn't teeter my blood sugar or bore me like...