I have a slightly unhealthy obsession with Sweet Potatoes. And I honestly have no idea where this deep-seated love for sweet potatoes comes from or how to explain it. Especially since I used to hate them.
Every Thanksgiving I’ve ever attended has had some form of sweet potato casserole and until recently I used to avoid this dish. Now it’s one of my favorite things to eat during Thanksgiving. But wait a minute, Thanksgiving is over and I’m still obsessed and not satiated. I need more sweet potatoes!
I’m at that point of the year where I know I need to start eating healthy and working out. That whole summer body, look good in a bikini thing. And I’ve given my diet and workout regimen some serious thought. I’ve even gone on a sporadic run or two. Suffice to say; I’m off to a slow start.
I’m not terribly worried about my lack of commitment to being healthy. It’s still cold enough where I live that I can count on layering to hide my winter weight. And I fully intend to use this method until it’s too hot to wear a shirt, a hoodie, and a jean jacket. That gives me at least till the end of the month to eat and bake whatever the hell I want to.