The Duct Tape Avenger (![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} ducttapeavenger) wrote,@ 2007-12-12 07:56:00 |
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I dread breakfast.
There was a time when breakfast was my favorite meal of the day -- so long as it was a weekend, and I had time to make a "real" breakfast. Lately, however, the process of assembling and eating a meal so soon after waking up has come to feel like a chore even on the best of days, and my work day breakfasts, which have never been very inspiring, can sometimes feel insurmountable.
For the longest time, I ate a toasted bagel with cream cheese every single morning before school/work. The type of bagel would change, but it was still the same breakfast day after day, because it was quick and easy and I could eat it in the car. Eventually I got sick of bagels to the point where I could not touch them under any circumstances, and this lasted for a couple of months this summer/fall. I filled this gap with breakfast bars, mostly, with the occasional sausage biscuit from McDonald's or the microwave. Fortunately, I got over my bagel revulsion just in time (but just barely) to prevent breakfast bars from falling to the same fate.
Now, I switch out between the two, but it's still an issue. There are days when I'll toast a bagel and find I can't bring myself to do more than nibble on it. Skipping breakfast is not an option, I'll be hating life by 10:00. Nor is getting up earlier to make something more substantial; I have no judgment capacity when my alarm goes off, and the snooze button is too easy to push.
There's got to be other options out there.
There was a time when breakfast was my favorite meal of the day -- so long as it was a weekend, and I had time to make a "real" breakfast. Lately, however, the process of assembling and eating a meal so soon after waking up has come to feel like a chore even on the best of days, and my work day breakfasts, which have never been very inspiring, can sometimes feel insurmountable.
For the longest time, I ate a toasted bagel with cream cheese every single morning before school/work. The type of bagel would change, but it was still the same breakfast day after day, because it was quick and easy and I could eat it in the car. Eventually I got sick of bagels to the point where I could not touch them under any circumstances, and this lasted for a couple of months this summer/fall. I filled this gap with breakfast bars, mostly, with the occasional sausage biscuit from McDonald's or the microwave. Fortunately, I got over my bagel revulsion just in time (but just barely) to prevent breakfast bars from falling to the same fate.
Now, I switch out between the two, but it's still an issue. There are days when I'll toast a bagel and find I can't bring myself to do more than nibble on it. Skipping breakfast is not an option, I'll be hating life by 10:00. Nor is getting up earlier to make something more substantial; I have no judgment capacity when my alarm goes off, and the snooze button is too easy to push.
There's got to be other options out there.
