When I first got to campus, I had noble intentions.
I was going to be healthy and active. I ate three, well-spaced meals throughout the day, with plenty of fruits and veggies. There were no ifs-ands-or-buts about not eating breakfast. The boxes of sugary snacks my parents left with me remained unopened. I went to the gym three times a week.
My noble intentions were nothing in the face of big-time college realities. As I began to buckle down on my work and live the college life, I realized that such a tidy schedule had no place in my world.
College, I've learned, means a world where the rigidity of life that you had back in high school is long-gone. Mom and dad aren't here to tell me to come down for dinner. There is no set lunch period when I am assigned to eat. All I have is a little voice in my head that says, "I'm hungry."
Senior Michael Lee summed up my biggest problem with maintaining a healthy diet.