I Owe an Explanation

So you may be wondering whatever happened to my little life experiment. I promised an explanation and here it is. I'm not dead and I didn't finish the bucket. Most of the food is sitting in the storage unit underneath the apartment awaiting the end of the world. There's a reason I'm no longer eating from the bucket and it's because of the bucket.

When I started eating from the bucket, I took careful note of all the nutritional value of everything I was eating. There really wasn't much to be honest. The real effect was that I also looked at the nutritional value of all the non-bucket related foods as well. I soon found out that most processed foods are disgusting, packed with fat and calories and sodium. I haven't had a microwaved burrito, frozen pizza, or can of ravioli since May. I don't really plan on eating them in the near future either.

In addition to becoming more and more aware of what I was eating, I also started paying more attention to how I was treating my body. To be honest, I wasn't the best caregiver. However, I started exercising and playing tennis on a regular basis. To be honest, I play a crazy amount of tennis. I'm currently healing from a fall I took last week that took off the skin on my knee, shoulder and elbow. Physical activity puts more demands on caloric intake and I soon realized that I'd have to either give up my bucket or give up tennis.

You'd just have to feel the callouses on my hand to know which one I stuck with and which one I gave up. I remember providing a disclaimer at the start of this experiment that I might stop before it was over. I did and it doesn't surprise me. Normally, my crazy life experiments last a week at most. I'm not sure I'll come back to his particular life experiment, but I have become much more interested in my own health and well being because of it. Thanks for reading and I hope I've been somewhat entertaining in the process.