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I have quite the affinity with food, primarily because it keeps me alive but also because it is a great indirect motivator. Not only that, it also helped me learn the ineffable German language. It all started with, ‘Ein huhnër kebap, bitte’, which translates to ‘one chicken kebab, please!’, and if that doesn’t give you an insight into my relationship with food then nothing will. My language blossomed from there, and here I am years later now able to order two chicken kebabs.
Progress is progress.
That is the thing though, there are times when I can eat enough to clear out a small village, and other times I will forget to have a sip of coffee and a bit of toast. When it happens it sparks a mini investigation into the cause, and there are many suspects. It was once said that while recording an up coming album Beyoncé, the Beyoncé, was so inspired, and in the zone that she not only forgot to sleep, but she also forgot to eat*. Now, I don’t think inspiration features high on the list of reasons for poor eating habits, but like a good investigator I shall consider every possibility. Other people may suggest that it could be due to fasting, or some extremely inappropriate glossy magazine ‘healthy’ diet.
Early suggestions indicate that the cause is not in fact due to a ‘healthy’ diet to get that summer beach body. And sorry to disappoint expectant fans, I’m also not about to drop a (sick*) new album. The usual suspects though, are depression and/or anxiety, but quite honestly I’ve been feeling good the last few days.
So am I secretly inspired? am I actually Beyoncé?
Turns out, no. I have not been inspired the last few days and you’ll be surprised to hear that I’m not secretly the current queen of pop. I am in fact just a lazy man. A tall, lazy blogger man. Lazy, tall, skinny blogger man. Call off the investigation, stop the letters to Sherlock Holmes, we found the culprit. Read handed, in his bed. Didn’t put up a lot of resistance funnily enough. Mainly just lay there, and quite frankly was glad to be physically lifted up and taken outside.
For anyone not following the plot line, the ‘police’ in this analogy are actually my onset hunger, forcing me out of bed and making me get on with my day – see, indirect motivator after all.
So hunger instigated my day and my girlfriend made sure it was kept at bay with delicious vegan wraps and, most importantly, zwei* schokosnecken. The goals for tomorrow are to ride this wave of non-depression for as long as possible, and maybe eat a bit more, and write a sick new album.
*Vaguely remember Eric Thomas mentioning this.
*And, it would be.
*German for two – the word I learned in the last few years ordering kebabs.
P.S I just remembered that the anecdote about Beyoncé was not in fact about Beyoncé but the very similar singer 50 cent. Easily mixed up, ah well it’s not as if I based a whole blog post on it or anything.