Hi! I'm Will, and I pretty much eat the same thing for breakfast every day. On weekdays, I'll have some blueberry Greek yogurt with granola, and on weekends, scrambled eggs and toast.
After a lifetime of hearing that breakfast is the most important meal of the day, I decided to kickstart my week by eating a different Olympian's standard breakfast every day for a week to see if it made me feel like a gold medalist.
Monday: Gabby Douglas (Gymnastics)
Because I know nothing about food outside of my typical boring diet, this task required some research.
I remember eating YoCrunch as a kid, but I didn't remember the cups being so small...
How could an Olympian survive their morning workout on such a tiny morsel?
I'm not sure. But all told it wasn't a terrible breakfast, and my childhood interest in YoCrunch has been fully restored. So that's something.
The Verdict:
Taste: 9/10
Satisfaction: 4/10
Hunger after one hour: Pretty hungry
Hunger after two hours: Starving
Amount consumed: 300% (Because I ended up eating three of them. It was a long morning.)
Tuesday: Tom Daley (Diving)
Pretty simple, but not bad.
The Verdict:
Taste: 6/10
Satisfaction level: 6/10
Hunger after one hour: Fine...for now.
Hunger after two hours: Ready for a snack.
Amount consumed: 100%
Wednesday: Bryan Clay (Decathlon)
His daily regimen consists of the following: three strips of extra crispy bacon, one egg over hard, a bowl of oatmeal with brown sugar, and a small glass of orange juice.
The Verdict:
Taste: 8.5/10
Satisfaction level: 10/10
Hunger after one hour: Satisfied
Hunger after two hours: Satisfied
Amount consumed: 95% (I left some oatmeal in the bowl. It was a big bowl!)
Thursday: Usain Bolt (100-meter sprint)
This was simultaneously the most and least enjoyable breakfast experience of my life.
Just for fun, since I am a runner and jog a couple miles a few times a week, I decided to go for a light run later that day.
Emphasis on the light because oof. My stomach and legs were cramping before mile one was over. I could feel the oil and potato mash swirling dangerously in my stomach if I moved at a significant pace. As tempting (and surprisingly cheap!) as this breakfast may be, I would not recommend this one if you'd like to function for the whole day, both physically and mentally.
The Verdict:
Taste: 9/10 (Who doesn't love McNuggets?)
Satisfaction level: Barf/10
Hunger after one hour: Cannot look at food.
Hunger after two hours: That gross hungry/full feeling you get after eating fast food because your body craves real nutrients.
Amount consumed: 85% (20 Chicken McNuggets is too damn many.)
Friday: Michael Phelps (Swimming)
Instead of cooking it myself, I recreated his massive meal at Denny's.
My first bite was like:
The first sandwich and the French toast went down pretty smoothly. The second sandwich wasn't even too bad. But when I foolishly went for the chocolate chip pancakes before tackling the grits, it all went downhill real fast.
I didn't make it to the end. I just couldn't. My body, still recovering from yesterday's McDonald's nightmare, felt like a swirl of chocolate chips and greasy egg-soaked bread. My stomach was over me and my shit.
The Verdict:
Taste: 7/10 (Eggs and lettuce = no. Pancakes and French toast, both delicious, should not be mixed. And fuck grits.)
Fullness: 16/10
Hunger after one hour: Cannot imagine ever feeling hungry again.
Hunger after two hours: Do not even recall the concept of hunger.
Amount consumed: 68%
Amount regurgitated: Luckily 0%