And I saw something else under the sun: In the place of judgment—wickedness was there, in the place of justice—wickedness was there.
Let me preface this by saying this: Boy do I love chocolate chip cookies. Or cookies in general. If there was a way to have a strawberry shortcake cookie, that would be pretty much my ideal cookie. But for now I settle for cookies involving chocolate (this batch I made with Ghirardelli and Nestle chocolate chips). Which explains why my eating from yesterday features the word cookie so many times.
5:55 — One chocolate chip
6:15 — Milk & vitamin
10:20 – 10:50 — Oatmeal
11:35 — Two bites of chocolate chip cookie
12:20 — String cheese
1:30 – 1:50 — Salad
1:55 — Chocolate chip cookie (the rest)
3:50 — Chocolate chip cookie (whole)
8:10 — Hummus, tortilla, orange, chips, chocolate chip cookie
Do we see a pattern emerging here? However, I hypothesize that chocolate chip cookies help me ride my bike faster, as after eating all those cookies yesterday, I fairly easily rode my new bike at about 20 mph average home yesterday evening and about the same speed to the train station this morning. Forget Wheaties; cookies are the food of champions!