When I was in college at the University of Toronto and struggling with my own weight (I gained twenty pounds over four years) and constantly in a rush and under deadline, I took shortcuts to get through the day. I’d skip breakfast, suck down coffee after coffee, skip lunch, and then, by day’s end, despite my best efforts to resist, I’d surrender to the siren call of the fast-food restaurant on my way home and hungrily devour a burger and fries, scolding myself the whole time. I blew it again, I’d say. .
