Ok, I'm going to let you into a little bit of the crazy inside me. Awhile ago I used to work at a fancy grocery store deli. The kind of deli that did a full blown lunch menu, panini's, various hot items, and some fried items. So, along with running around like a chicken with its head cut off heating up the hot items, taking orders, running the register, grilling panini's, cleaning, etc., I (well, all the deli workers) had to deep fry chicken, jojo's, and corn dogs. Since I've been conscious of my weight for my entire adult life, I was conscious about the foods I needed to prepare as part of my job. I actually worried that breathing in the smell of the items frying, I could get fatter. True story.
Now, I kinda laugh at that (I got to my last low weight as an adult while working there). Anyway...why is this relevant? Because across the street from the new gym is a bread factory. While we are working out, the yeasty smell of refined carbs waffes through, and I can't help but thinking: "am I derailing all my Paleo efforts by breathing in the carb air?"
Yeah, I'm nuts. Go on, say it.