This could have been called "protein is hard." I've been trying to get my fitness and health back under control after last year, and a big part of that is nutrition. A big part of nutrition is hitting my protein goal every day. This should be easy because I fucking love protein in all its forms. But man, it is a struggle. And I have it easier than most people because of my weird, genetic ability to consume heaps of fat without spiking my cholesterol levels. My GP is very impressed.
One thing I can't do, however, is magic the calories away. And hitting 170 g of protein a day means eating a metric shit ton of calories. It also means that if something I like doesn't have a ton of protein, I'm struggling to justify it in the daily chaff bag.
This morning I had trouble justifying a piece of toast with my scrambled eggs and salmon. It was a hundred calories I couldn't find anywhere else in the budget. And yeah, 100 cal isn't that much. But you string a couple of those decisions together for a day, and suddenly you're in trouble. So I decided I’d have my scrambled eggs and salmon without toast.
Never again. I mean, they tasted fine. I make a pretty mean plate of scrambled eggs. (The secret is to salt and whisk the eggs 15 minutes before you cook them). But without the crunchy contrast of a nice piece of toast, it was all just, I dunno, a bit soft and even slimy. That seems like an appalling thing to say about a perfectly decent plate of salmon and scrambled eggs, but here we are. It was slimy. There, I said it. Next time, there will be toast.
Toast is important.
This could have been called "protein is hard." I've been trying to get my fitness and health back under control after last year, and a big part of that is nutrition. A big part of nutrition is hitting my protein goal every day. This should be easy because I fucking love protein in all its forms. But man, it is a struggle. And I have it easier than most people because of my weird, genetic ability to consume heaps of fat without spiking my cholesterol levels. My GP is very impressed.
One thing I can't do, however, is magic the calories away. And hitting 170 g of protein a day means eating a metric shit ton of calories. It also means that if something I like doesn't have a ton of protein, I'm struggling to justify it in the daily chaff bag.
This morning I had trouble justifying a piece of toast with my scrambled eggs and salmon. It was a hundred calories I couldn't find anywhere else in the budget. And yeah, 100 cal isn't that much. But you string a couple of those decisions together for a day, and suddenly you're in trouble. So I decided I’d have my scrambled eggs and salmon without toast.
Never again. I mean, they tasted fine. I make a pretty mean plate of scrambled eggs. (The secret is to salt and whisk the eggs 15 minutes before you cook them). But without the crunchy contrast of a nice piece of toast, it was all just, I dunno, a bit soft and even slimy. That seems like an appalling thing to say about a perfectly decent plate of salmon and scrambled eggs, but here we are. It was slimy. There, I said it. Next time, there will be toast.
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