I ate chocolate chip cookies for breakfast this morning.
Afterwards, I raced to a school to write about its first-ever health fair. I didn't think I'd learn anything new (I already know it's NOT a good idea to eat cookies for breakfast):
Brushing my teeth properly? Check.
Washing my hands? Check.
Eating plenty of fruits and vegetables? I'm working on it (I can't profess to be totally healthy. I mean, I did eat cookies as my first meal).
But, I did learn something unexpectedly.
A nurse coaxed me into getting my height, weight and body mass index checked by some gargantuan machine.
When I saw the results, I was shocked. Literally. I almost thought about developing an eating disorder.
That machine said I was an inch shorter and weighed about 15 pounds more than my doctor's scale--and I thought that was wrong.
I've got to do something. And, quickly.
Luckily, those fleeting thoughts of developing an eating disorder subsided: I had three chocolate-covered donuts for lunch.
I'm going to do better. I promise.