I have a confession to make: I’m addicted to Frosted Mini Wheats. I’m eating them right now as I type this. And I do mean addicted: I actually look forward to getting up and exercising, because after that I get to eat breakfast.

I have never, ever, in my life before looked forward to waking up so I could eat breakfast. Exercise has never been a mere hurdle to jump over before getting to those frosted bits of fiber. I have exercised more regularly this last week than ever in my entire life.

And the weird thing is that I wouldn’t even say that Frosted Mini Wheats are all that tasty—but $DEITY help anyone who gets between me and my cereal bowl.