Tuesday, June 25, 2013

Fueled by Picky Bars

ShelbyDee driving the Cycle Pub
I am not a picky eater. I may have been as a child. I don't remember. But I have come to a point where I will eat almost anything. (I say almost because I was not interested in the least in the fried frogs and tarantulas I saw street vendors selling on the streets of Cambodia. But I have tried eel, if that says something about me.)
My motto is generally, you've got to try everything at least once.

So if we're headed out, don't bother asking me where I want to eat, because eating to me is filling a basic need. I like food. I really like good food. But I'm more than happy to go along with the flow and to try new things. I like to stay away from chains when possible. To find the local favorites. And I especially love to scout out the dives. 

Just know that I must be fed at regular intervals. There is something to be said for those Snickers commercials. I am not me when I am hungry. But there are certain times in life when I don't have time to remember to eat. It's a paradox for sure.

A friend in college used to worry about me. She knew I had a habit of skipping breakfast before my 7 a.m. shift in the computer lab. She also knew that my schedule didn't allow time for a proper lunch between classes and work and track practice. A mother herself, she grew concerned about my eating routine or lack thereof. Her backyard garden was full of tomatoes and eggplant, and she worried about anyone going hungry. So she took to bringing extra Luna bars to class to share with me on days when she knew I hadn't properly eaten. 

I hated those Luna bars. I'd try to eat them. To be polite and to satisfy my hunger. I remember distinctly trying one thinking, "It can't be so bad. It's peanut butter. I like peanut butter." And then I took a bite, and it did not taste a thing like peanut butter. For some reason it tasted like bananas to me. And I actually like bananas, and with peanut butter I like them that much better. But this bar had lied to me. I was ready for peanut butter, I was not interested in a banana bar. Finally, my friend saw my struggle to eat and like the bars and she gave me permission not to finish it. "You don't have to eat anything you don't like," she said. 

That stuck with me, and I try to remember it when I find myself eating something I don't like. I never have been a fan of any power bar, energy bar, nutritional bar. I've tried other kinds of bars. They just aren't my thing. I feel they usually are full of false advertising like the peanut butter/banana bar, and don't taste a thing like what they claim to be. I've gotten better about making sure I eat proper meals. But sometimes life just gets in the way. 

Like when I sleep in on Saturday morning and don't want to eat too much before I head to the boxing gym. Or on days when I'm running back-to-back tours on the Cycle Pub and just don't have time to grab lunch. But thanks to Cycle Pub, I've learned about a different kind of energy bar. 

Cycle Pub shares a location with a company called Picky Bars. Have you heard of them? They are such a cool company. Check out their website if you need convincing. And they have a seriously amazing story that involves some pretty awesome athletes trying to find a gluten and dairy free energy bar that not only tastes good but is good for you. They nailed it. 

Best of all, their bars taste like food. Real food. Not like chocolate covered cardboard. These bars are just good. There is no weird aftertaste of bananas. No chalky texture. The list of ingredients in their bars are actually recognizable. And they are the perfect size. Not a giant bar that leaves you feeling full after two bites.  I've tried every single one of their bars (even the not yet available Runner's High) and I can't even tell you which one is my favorite. I love them all! 

Picky Bars has won over this non-picky, picky eater. And they are keeping me fueled, so I don't go all Dr. Jekyll/Mr. Hyde on you guys. It's a win-win if you ask me. 

Dude, go check them out already. You won't be disappointed!     

****Disclaimer: Picky Bars does not know that I am recommending their product. I've met a few of the employees and founders and think they are seriously cool people and I'd love to get to know them better. And if they ever go looking for a writer/editor, I'd offer up my services in a heartbeat. But I'm pretty sure they don't have a clue what my name is. I'm just one of the Cycle Pub drivers they see pop in the office once or twice a week. They did not pay me or compensate me in any way for this endorsement. All opinions expressed are my own. But seriously, Picky Bars, you guys are rad!*****  


  1. I will definitely have to check them out. Your description of Luna bars made me laugh. The only one I can eat is their Lemon Zest bar. It really isn't too bad but I bet your Picky Bars have them beat. Thanks for sharing!

    1. Happy to provide laughter at the start of a day. I haven't tried the Lemon Zest. In fact, it is possible I have never eaten another Luna bar again. Picky Bars started in Eugene and moved here this year. I love supporting local companies!

  2. It is so hard to find something gluten and dairy free! I have been searching and now I have something to look for! Thanks :)

    1. That struggle is exactly why they started the company. I'm always happy to recommend a great product! Hope you get to try Picky Bars soon.