Yeah, I said it. Breakfast. The morning food.

Which I haven’t eaten since Mid-December. Because of the whole intermittent fasting thing. The on again, off again relationship with food that is supposed to burn the weight off.

I don’t know if it worked or not.

I did it for almost 8 full weeks, but was I really doing it right?

There was no keto plan. no real reduction in food consumption. Less sugars, more fruits. Way more eggs thanks to my daytime bosses.

Too many eggs, probably.

All beyond 12 noon. And none after 10 p.m.

A short window considering I work from 8 a.m. to 5 p.m. and then sometimes from 6 p.m. to 11 p.m. or 9 p.m. to 3 a.m. or all three at various points during the same week.

Sleep.

I need sleep. That might be the best indicator of something working or not.

After all, there’s no substitution for sleep.

It might be breakfast. Eggs (yes, I know), sausage links, sausage patties, a bacon/cheese medley, biscuit and gravy (just the one), and a rectangular hash brown all washed down with overpriced orange juice.

Consumed after a dentist appointment.

So, there it is. All it took was a trip to the dentist to halt my restrictive food planning. I have an eye appointment coming up, maybe I’ll slip in a late-night dessert the night before.

Crossed the 1,000 pushup mark, though. All things considered, it’s not a bad day.

Because I had breakfast — the most important meal of the day, if you eat it before noon.