
The amount of croissants I had consumed in the past week shouldn’t be legally allowed. Paris was feeding me an endless plate of macarons, creme brûlée, and chocolate crêpes; how could I refuse? I had to start running again. But as I dodged old ladies walking their dogs, school children twirling their backpacks, and the inevitable sidewalk café, I couldn’t help but wonder: where are all the other runners?
By / ALEXANDRA Creange
I never encountered another runner, or anyone else who seemed to be exercising for that matter. I could feel the locals staring at me, and naïvely thought it was because of my neon shorts. After a few more eerily similar running experiences, I stopped. No one else in Paris was exercising, so why should I? I was determined to discover the French secret to staying slim while consuming a diet full of, well, everything I had ever learned was bad for you.
As I became more familiar with everyday life in France, I realized that the French “secret” for staying thin was really no secret at all. Learning to eat like a Parisian, walk like a Parisian, and carry groceries up six flights of stairs like a Parisian, taught me the fundamental differences between American and French lifestyles. One faces an obesity epidemic while the other remains perfectly healthy.


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