God Bless Subway
Fair will mess you up. Physically, I mean. If you don’t have good shoes expect blisters. You will, depending on position, experience rapid weight loss or gain. This year a lightened workload and no free food (!) resulted in significant weight gain.
Last year I stayed reasonably trim with a diet of a danish or waffle with juice or milk for breakfast, a salad and roast beef sandwich for lunch and a sensible dinner such as perogies topped off with a nanaimo bar for dessert. This year I had 2 eggs, sausage, toast, and perogies with pop for breakfast, BBQ chicken for lunch and donair for dinner with a chocolate bar for dessert.
Suffice to say I was rounder, heavier, and pretty icky-feeling by the end of it. I figured it would take some time before I felt human again but then I made my first triumphant return to Subway. Within an hour of having my regular meal I felt my body re-asserting itself.
It was as if I could feel the ‘ruffage’, as my mom would call it, cleaning my intestines of all the fatty high cholesterol crap I had consumed all fair. One visit to the stink lodge later I felt 75% better and about 25% lighter.
