When you wake up in the morning and the first thought in your head is, “I ate too many carbs last night…” you know you’re living a charmed life. 

I wake up a lot thinking about carbs. That’s because I eat too many carbs at night. Why? Because I try and not eat carbs all day, just eating protein and veg, but then by 10 p.m. I’m starving for carbs. 

So I eat too many carbs before my nighty night and then the trouble begins.

I wake up foggy, sluggish and guilty. “I must’ve done something bad the night before,” I tell myself. “Why am I feeling this way? Oh yeah…I ATE TOO MANY CARBS…”

What a charmed life I lead.

My entire existence reduced to bread stress.

People run over by trains. Polar bears stuck on melting ice. Alley cats eaten by coyotes.

And I’m worrying about French fries.

What a life. I should write it over and over in my gratitude journal,

I’m grateful for toast. I’m grateful for toast. I’m grateful for toast.

Then call it a day and go eat some salad.

Sure, I could worry about a ton of other things. My mind is notorious for conjuring up at least 200 items over which to fret. Worry is a curse. If you’re not worrying about one thing, you’re worrying about another.

That’s just how the mind rolls.

But it doesn’t have to.

From now on, I’m only going to worry about carbs. Nothing else.

Not bills. Not world politics. Not earthquakes. Not giraffes eating my cheesecake.

Nothing but “carb stress” from now on.

Starch, baby.

That’s the charmed life I lead.

Look inside your own mind (and your life) and see if you can find anything more important to worry about than carbs.

Then fix those issues (if you can) and get back to worrying about carbs.

They taste good. And they’re real fun to worry about.

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