Friday, August 04, 2006

Mandatory Brekkie

I never used to eat breakfast. I wonder now how I did it. It's not that I love breakfast - there's generally nothing I want to eat in the morning - but the past few years I've found I have to make myself eat, or I suffer the consequences. Within an hour after rising, if I haven't eaten anything I start to feel woozy, and if I still don't do anything about it, I start feeling shaky all over, to the tips of my fingers. Sometimes even eating at that point is too late, and I feel off-balance for hours afterwards. Dumb response - if my body really wants me to feed it, it should ramp up the hunger pangs, so that any kind of food sounds good - not so nauseous that it's all I can do to choke down something.

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