I’m not sure what part of the male psyche allows them to believe that they’re totally good to eat a burger and six-pack of donuts all because they had a green smoothie earlier in the day. I had a meeting with Hawk Harper at Runner’s Corner Monday about organizing a GreenSmoothieGirl Humanitarian 5K (“Running In the Raw!”) to further my dream of building a badly needed orphanage for refugees in Ecuador. And he told me he loves “the little white donuts.” He figures he’s good to go, because he always drinks his greens. We had a laugh about that—I’ve heard so many men say similar things (and so have a lot of wives who read this blog).
I don’t mean to generalize. Not all men think that. (Maybe men just say it out loud, where women tell themselves that privately? Is it just bravado / machismo?)
This guy, Sam, has a spectacular story. Listen to him tell about having the contents of his chest removed from his body, and how he got off his meds and became a spectacularly healthy runner, eating plant foods and green smoothies.
He’s a man’s man. A cop and martial artist. I would rather not be caught alone in a dark alley with him if he were mad. AND HE EATS SALAD AND CALLS IT DINNER.
Go Sam! Thanks for coming outta the closet with your green drinks.