DAY 2:
9:15AM Eat a surprisingly delicious chocolate chip granola
bar. It was like really good. I was happy. Drink a bottle of water. Pee. (I’m
sure you get the general gist of the water intake. Lots of water=lots of
peeing. I’ll stop adding this little tidbit).
11:00AM make chocolate shake with Ice I somehow remembered.
I still forget the veggie filler because the store is hard work with children
and I was trying not to have a panic attack at the state of my house yesterday.
12:30PM Eat a trail mix bar that was pretty good but did not
really feel like lunch. It felt like snacking. I wish I had bought veggies.
Tomorrow there will be vegetables or I will die.
2:00PM Make second shake that is starting to grow on me because
I am losing any brain power I had due to lack of food. Silently pray my mother
purchased delicious carrots for me to snack on while watching them eat
something delicious.
5:30PM When I arrived at my mother’s to pick up the children
a delicious smell smacks me in the face. She has made homemade orange chicken
and tater tots. Who does that to a woman on a diet? My children are eating this
in front of me. My dinner just doesn’t hold enough appeal and I cave. I only
ate a few pieces but they were probably a good 200 calories a piece so I know
that all my hard work for today and yesterday are now ruined. I don’t care that
chicken was bomb.
6:30PM Arrive home with the children and get them ready for
the evening. Start dishes, do laundry and ignore any requests from my body for
food. Eventually cave and eat a babybel cheese round. Those things are really delicious and I feel like they will be pretty much my go to snack when I need some damn salt. Vow to get groceries tomorrow come
hell or high water.
9:00PM Get in bed exhausted and kinda hungry. I'm feeling more energetic. Like maybe I'll get to sleep at a decent hour and get up early to work out... but then again, maybe I won't.
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