Gym Rat Jane’s Passover: The Aftermath

For newcomers to Gym Rat Confidential, you may not know I’m Jewish.

Hi. I’m Jewish.

So, It’s Passover. Passover basically involves carb-loading for 8 days (7 in Israel?) by way of Matzah and fruit and potatoes. Protein is such an after thought. Well, that is unless you’re lucky enough to have leftover brisket.

I just left seder part 2 of 2. Aside from the inability to button my pants, the slight difficulty breathing, and the unfortunate pain in my side… It. Was. Amazing. (I’ll let her give you the menu. I won’t do it justice.)

But why, pray tell, do the Jews have to have so many holidays that involve eating every unhealthy thing in the world? I mean, seriously. And two nights in a row!

So, my plan for Passover: Skip the matzah. And the rest of the carbs. (Except Tuesday night when I’m making someone special dinner.) Go carb-free for a few days and ramp up the exercise. It was about time I did that anyway.

There seriously needs to be some sort of Jewish Holiday Workout Plan. How to eat enough to make your Jewish Mother happy and stay svelt enough to attract a guy who will eventually want you to cook for him. Somehow account for fast-breaking/multi-night-feasting and carbo-loading all packed into tight little holiday bundles various times throughout the year.

I guess the same would go for Christians around Christmas. So many candy canes and Happy Birthday Jesus cakes! But is there the “clean your plate — we were hungry slaves once you know!” guilt?

Tomorrow night is Body Pump. I’m not a huge fan of the new routine and new soundtrack, but I’ll go back because a) it’s how I do, and b) I have to be able to rebutton my pants at some point in the future. It might give my Tuesday night dinner guest the wrong impression.