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| the nearest chocolate cake...very near indeed. |
Wife to me: "Do you want to be old and fat, or old and fit?" Here in lies my attempt to answer that question.
Saturday, February 9, 2013
Day 18...Caving?
Day 17...Surviving the Village
| after a huge breakfast of...everyone else's omelets |
Me: Hoina...Adja-bholi ma bhaat khaadina...
No please...These days I am not eating rice...
Lady: Bhaat Kanuhunna?! Kina?!
You are not eating rice...Why?!
| in Rumtek looking East toward Gangtok, early morning |
Because I want to break my body.
Lady: Eh?!
What the...?!
Me (realizing my mistake): Kinabane chini bata mero dzyulai chutti dinu chahanchu.
Because I want to give my body a holiday from sugar.
And it did mostly feel like a holiday except whenever sweet sweet sweet chia was served (this was like every 10 minutes or so) and it felt like a scene out of Dante's inferno, you know... hell level seven for people who ate too much sugar... always smelling never tasting. Not eating rice here was tantamount to self-starvation because honestly... if you're not eating rice... what else is there? Except for a few sips of chia and a big fried chickpea chip, I made it by toting along cooked cauliflower, boiled eggs, plenty of nuts, and coffee. The sugar cravings are still bad, today for instance I think I could take down a super sized Hershey's Chocolate bar by myself in under a minute... but I am pushing forward to... fit.
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