by Kristin D.
29. January 2010 14:24
Corey stands in the kitchen, scooping cookies-and-cream flavored whey protein into a plastic shaker cup. The protein powder tastes neither like cookies nor cream, but when you add it to vanilla soy milk and banana, it's passable. Like Splenda and apples-as-snacks (rather than peanut butter cookies) -- I'm getting used to it. But I still don't love it.
We've just finished an hour long workout at the gym, abs and shoulders and my body hurts everywhere. This is fairly normal.
"So are you starting to like it a bit?" he asks, shaking the cup with water.
"No," I reply stubbornly.
"It doesn't feel even a little bit good?" he asks aga...
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