yep....me too
The closest I got to real food this weekend was a box of honey-garlic chicken wings. I was weak. I couldn't help it. It wasn't my fault.
Other dubious choices this weekend were: Cheezies, dry-garlic pepperoni stix, beer, popcorn, Reece's Peanut Butter Cups. True gastronomic chaos.
I only managed one meagre 40km ride Saturday evening. Today I'm fasting, and doing all my errands by bike. Yuk...I can still taste those pepperoni stix.
~Sherry.
PS- it was good imported beer from France...that's pretty close to health food, isn't it? Isn't it?? Please?
All vintage, all the time.
Falcon Black Diamond
Gitane Tour de France
Kuwahara Sierra Grande MTB
Bianchi Super Grizzly MTB