The Bible scripture in the headline is the brand name of organic bread. I kid you not. You wander into the organic section of your local Giant and there you'll find it in the frozen cases next to the Amy's organic enchiladas. Buying this bread was my homework from my workout session last night.
To be honest, the bread seems a little scary. It's dubbed as live sprouted grain bread. My first thoughts jump to mold. The packaging has chapters devoted to "the miracle of sprouts" and the actual scripture text, along with a dove flying over the loaf. I'm hoping it's miracle bread. I'm keeping an open mind. I'll see how forward-minded I am tomorrow morning when I make toast and spread it with natural peanut butter, which has one ingredient. Peanuts. Damn you tasty Jif for having sugar.
In the first 4 days of my makeover for mom, I've done fairly well with my diet and exercise. I ran twice and worked out with my trainer twice. I'm not a complete stranger to the gym or strength training. I ran a 12K last fall and walked the Philly half marathon a week later. But I've had commitment issues to any long-term relationship with exercise. But, I'm proud of what I've done since last Wednesday. And I'm thinking the Ezekiel 4:9 bread is going to be the answer to my prayers.
That's such a bad joke.
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