What I am Going to Eat Tomorrow
Yep, the menu begins.
2 cups of cheerios
1 ½ cups of skim milk
Approximate calories: 300
Approximate fat: 0 grams
Turkey sandwich (two slices of wheat bread, two slices of lean turkey, fat free mayo, mustard)
1 small apple
Approximate calories: 250
Approximate fat: 4 grams
1 big salad (lettuce, tomatoes, onions, green peppers, fat free croûtons, sprouts, two slices of lean turkey, cottage cheese, low fat thousand island.)
Approximate calories: 600
Approximate fat: 8 grams
Approximate calories: 270
Approximate fat: 1 gram
Approximate total calories: 1,420
Approximate total fat: 13 grams
The Real Reason I Brought You Here Today
So I am two days into the buckle-down, focus-in part of the diet, and things are going well. Gone is the despair I felt over the weekend, replaced by confidence and hope.
I can’t say for sure that this is going to work, but it certainly can’t hurt, right? Also, with science on my side (weight loss = calories burned – calories consumed), I can’t lose. Right? Right.
You should know what I ate on Tuesday, so let’s run it down, though it is very similar to Wednesday’s menu: Cheerios, two turkey sandwiches, the fruit platter, another apple, some croûtons with two slices of turkey. So not so bad, I suppose.
I also went to the gym as soon as I got up, a habit I am trying to get into on work days. I ellipticised for maybe the longest half hour of my life. Few things piss me off more than having to watch soap operas while I exercise. But dammit if the middle-aged crew didn’t hit the elliptical just before me and switch the television to General Hospital. Personally, I would rather watch CNN or ESPN. But when the soaps are on, I can only get into it so much. I try to read the closed captioning like an actor, guessing the inflections of the lines, but that gets old after about one segment. So with no diversion, I had to try to actually think. That didn’t work, so I watched the clock move slooooooowly toward 30 minutes. Finally I made it, hopped off and came home. Proud, but still pissy that it was a tougher-than-usual 30 minutes.
So that was my day, for the most part. And as much as I want to wake up tomorrow at 260 or 250, I know that’s not going to happen. So that’s kind of frustrating. But maybe I can wake up tomorrow and be a little bit lighter than I was today. Maybe I can take that first step towards 260 or 250. That’s really what I have to do now. Just take those first steps.