The fair is a dangerous place for someone who's trying to get back in shape. Temptations are everywhere. Healthy options are hard to find. Fruits and vegetables are scared to be seen at the fair; they're afraid they'll be captured and fried.
I had to go there. I'd been given a story assignment.
But I took steps to protect myself.
First, I emptied my wallet of cash. That didn't take long; there wasn't much in there.
Second, I brought a snack with me. I slipped a 200-calorie protein bar into my bag. When the smell of cinnamon rolls grew too strong — when I felt my resolve weakening — I ate my bar. It had grown sticky in the heat and looked gross, but it tasted just fine.
In fact, it tasted much better than chocolate covered bacon. I'm sure of it.
Even though I've never tried it.Fat-to-fit Blog