A quick detour from all things bebe to focus on the amazing Michael Phelps. I've been glued to the Olympics (at least the parts with Michael, diving, and gymnastics. Enough with the beach volleyball already) which means a little less Facebooking, but such are the sacrifices one must make for Country. Did you know that Michael has ADD? And that he was teased mercilessly in grade school because of the way he looked? (The guy is a touch Sasquatch.) But my favorite factoid is what he eats during a typical day:
Breakfast: 3 fried egg sandwiches, 2 cups coffee, 5-egg omlette, bowl of grits, 3 pieces of french toast, 3 chocolate chip pancakes
Lunch: 1 pound pasta, 2 ham and cheese sandwiches, energy drink (1,000 calorie)
Dinner: 1 pound pasta, 1 large pizza, energy drink (1,000 calorie)Chocolate chip pancakes? A LARGE PIZZA? That's it, I'm training for the Olympics! My typical menu goes something like this:
Breakfast: 2 egg whites with salsa, 4 slices soy bacon, tea with unsweetened soy milk and a forklift of sugar. Feel pathetically virtuous about egg whites.
Lunch: Dig through refrigerator hoping salad greens have washed themselves. Realizing that I don't, in fact, have a house elf but I do have a 7-month-old growing disillusioned with his Exersaucer far earlier than I had hoped, grab half a stale bagel, top with hummus and cherry tomatoes and a bag of baby carrots that I will carry proudly but never eat. Eyeball Matt's leftover Vietnamese noodles (peanut sauce...), accidentally kick cat. Tea, soymilk, suuuuugar.
Dinner: Cave to call of leftover noodles. Feel somewhat better after preparing salad. Wonder if salad would be better drowned in peanut sauce. Hover around pan of Ghirardelli brownies. Watch Matt eat warm brownies with scoop of Ciao Bella gelato. Brush teeth and fume.
I think I need a couple of chocolate chip pancakes.
(For the record, you will never convince me that those Chinese gymnasts are 16.)