The Franco-Taiwanese Alliance

Eating right, like working out or blogging regularly, is a tough job, an exercise in commitment and sacrifice.  Alice has managed to convince me that I’m not the raging grease-monger that I sometimes think I am, but there’s certainly a lot of room for improvement.  I eat a lot of things that, while not terrible, should probably be kept out of my diet if I want to look like our good buddy Steve Cho.  For instance, I’m currently eating a chicken Caesar salad that I got from Nugget, and it took a lot of my negligible food-willpower to restrain myself to half the container of dressing.

I bought a copy of the Men’s Health book Amazing Abs on the cheap at Costco yesterday (mainly because it contains interviews with the guy who played Leonidas and Jason All-That-Is-Man Statham), and the introductory section on nutrition has me feeling guilty.  Again, I’m not the kind of guy who downs six-packs of soda or beer a day, and I don’t eat entire bags of Cheetos while surfing the tubes (anymore), but I do tend to use a whole freakin’ lot of salad dressing, and I like the occasional carb binge.  I guess it’s about time all that changed… illusions of getting back into shape aside, even, I’m not a spring chicken anymore, and I need to start taking better care of myself.  My family has a history of both high AND low blood pressure, so either I’m invincible, or I’m screwed!

In other news, this salad totally had like three pieces of chicken in it.  What a gyp.