Today is Sunday, 30 August 2009, the first day of this public, accountable weight-loss venture, and I had a plate of leftover spaghetti for breakfast. The spaghetti had marinara sauce on it, and I added 10 Swedish meatballs (you know, those little things you buy at BJ's). I also had an Activia yogurt before breakfast. I'm still hungry. Funny, that; one would think that spaghetti would be filling.
For lunch, eaten at 4 p.m., I had a peanut butter sandwich on sourdough Italian bread with 2 pats of butter. Also a can of DelMonte Lite Pear Halves (net wt. 15 oz). That's 3.5 servings of pears-and-"lite"-syrup at 60 cal/serving = 210 calories from pears and their "lite" syrup. Feeling hungry still, but now it's time to go for a walk. It's a lovely, lovely day outside, too. Why I'm sitting in here blogging is a mystery.
Scheduling food is a Problem for me. I get working and forget to eat until I'm absolutely ravenous. Then I eat — and eat — and eat — and eat. Today, for example, I am playing the Family Psychologist (ain't no one less qualified than am I for that role). My dad's cousin is considering whether or not to sell a condo she bought in her favorite large city. However, her thought processes are being clouded over by the fact that her cat needs to be put down. So, an hour later, she still doesn't know whether to sell or keep the condo (if it were me, I'd keep it, but that's me) and she's somewhat more reconciled to the fact that the cat needs to be put down (which is sad indeed; he's a young cat and, she says, he's the best cat she's ever had). This conversation was what I did in place of eating a timely lunch. Well, there's always tomorrow.
For lunch, eaten at 4 p.m., I had a peanut butter sandwich on sourdough Italian bread with 2 pats of butter. Also a can of DelMonte Lite Pear Halves (net wt. 15 oz). That's 3.5 servings of pears-and-"lite"-syrup at 60 cal/serving = 210 calories from pears and their "lite" syrup. Feeling hungry still, but now it's time to go for a walk. It's a lovely, lovely day outside, too. Why I'm sitting in here blogging is a mystery.
Scheduling food is a Problem for me. I get working and forget to eat until I'm absolutely ravenous. Then I eat — and eat — and eat — and eat. Today, for example, I am playing the Family Psychologist (ain't no one less qualified than am I for that role). My dad's cousin is considering whether or not to sell a condo she bought in her favorite large city. However, her thought processes are being clouded over by the fact that her cat needs to be put down. So, an hour later, she still doesn't know whether to sell or keep the condo (if it were me, I'd keep it, but that's me) and she's somewhat more reconciled to the fact that the cat needs to be put down (which is sad indeed; he's a young cat and, she says, he's the best cat she's ever had). This conversation was what I did in place of eating a timely lunch. Well, there's always tomorrow.
I actually did go for a walk today, in Riverside Park, Schenectady, which is by the Mohawk River: 4,228 steps. Hey, it's a start. It took me just over 1/2 hour. And I am sweating.
Dinnertime is another peanut butter sandwich on sourdough italian bread, two clementines (I love clementines...), a bottle of Lipton's green tea (that gives me — gak — 200 calories, most of which are affixed in 21 grams of sugar; guess I'll make my own green tea from now on that I can brew myself and sweeten with sugar substitute).
I intend to eat a dish of Stewart's Lite Mint Chocolate Chip ice cream tonight. This is not a disaster as long as I do it in moderation, which I intend to do. I'll get into how effective my moderation is tomorrow.
I did indeed eat my dish of Lite Mint Chocolate Chip ice cream tonight, and I did indeed eat only one dish of it.
So far, so good. This is a one-day-at-a-time proposition, and tomorrow is another day.
Hey, I'm not hungry. Amazing.
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