But I just thought it was interesting to share, that though I learned A LOT from Weight Watchers, about my poor eating habits, and successful ways to be (eat) healthy (I won't even say lose weight, because - who really cares - well, I guess I do, but that's not the freaking point), I'm back to my old ways of skipping breakfast, not planning ahead, and eating crappy foods, which in turn is making me feeling like crap.
Today's food journal:
- Grande Starbucks Bold with half & half & 2 Splenda's. Two things on this: I've successfully switched to non-fat, but it was empty and I didn't have time to dick around this AM, so I used what was there. And I know I need to get off the artificial sweetener, it's on the list. But I do not like the taste of real sugar or even sugar in the raw in my coffee. It's too sweet. It's great in ice tea, not a fan in coffee. But I was also not a fan of non-fat milk, but I successfully made that switch, except for today.
- A Cuties Clementine - which might have been a little bigger than a golf ball
- Small bag of Cool Ranch Doritos - I've been craving these, like forever. Last time I was at Subway, they didn't have any. I don't buy them for home - so I couldn't help myself.
- 1 ballpark hot dog (probably with nitrates), in a whole wheat bun and yellow mustard. It was tasty, considering it was cooked in water in a crock pot. Wouldn't be my first choice in cooking it, but it was at work.
- 1 ice cream sandwich. Which was effing delicious.
(P.S. We had a baseball themed lunch to kick off this Home Run Derby Application contest)
Now, it' 2:23PM...and I'm freaking starving.... I mean, look at the list above, I think the golf ball sized piece of fruit is the only thing on the list that can be considered real food. I'm starving because the rest of the crap I ate, was fat, and I got no nutritional vitamins or nutrients. So, now what? ... all that is left in this office is more freaking crap....wait hold that thought.... just checked my drawer and came up with a Progresso Light Beef Pot Roast Soup - SCORE. But still, it MIGHT last me until the end of the day, in which then I'll go home and rifle the house for more crap to hold me over until Jerm comes home from his class at like 8 or 9PM and we'll shovel something into our face before rushing to the Deftones concert (yay!).
But really, Jen? How many times have we been down this road?!
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