This post was originally posted on November 15, 2013 but was lost in a catastrophic web loss.
I hate breakfast. I don’t just dislike it, I really hate it. When I get up, I am just not hungry for the first hour and the thought of food is akin to French kissing your grandmother. I hate breakfast.
That being said, when I retired I could take a bit longer before I eat. I reluctantly started eating breakfast. Also, She Who Must Be Obeyed, really likes breakfast. In order to curry favour with
her, I started making breakfasts for her. As I started eating breakfast I discovered breakfast could be tolerable.
When I take the time to prepare breakfast, the actual act of cooking made me hungry. If I am feeling lazy, I have a bowl of all bran or corn bran cereal and a piece of fruit. In winter, I have a bowl of instant oatmeal. Surprisingly, I didn’t die and I actually enjoyed some of the breakfast meals.
Other benefits accrued. I used to be famished by mid-morning and I would start snacking in the morning, usually not healthy snacks. Now, I am not hungry until lunch time and I am ready for a substantial healthy lunch.
I give eating breakfast some credit for my weight loss. This is even with me having bacon, sausages or ham every second or third day.
Another benefit I noticed was I became more relaxed as I made time to make and enjoy breakfast.
So, if you don’t like breakfast, suck it up buttercup. Make time, eat breakfast and you will feel better.
Old Fat Guy