I feel so freaking disgusting.
Last week in Arizona, I ate whatever I wanted. I ate and ate and ate and ate. I even ate what I didn't want. I finished everyone's breakfast and easily downed 10 cookies without even thinking.
Because, when you're biking 80 or so miles a day, it's fine to eat superfluously.
But now this week, I'm not biking...but I don't think my body has really figured that out yet. I'm so hungry all the time and I have no control over what goes down the hatch.
Today, I had pizza AND fries. And a fried fish sandwich. Ugh. I feel kind of nauseous even thinking about it.
The pizza was because it was what was served for lunch at the recording session...and all of a sudden my apple and bottle of Ensure didn't really cut it.
And then the fries and the sandwich? Well, we were celebrating being finished with the whole recording thing, and I just ordered like an idiot. I should have been a rabbit and ate a freaking salad, even though salads are probably the most boring food on the planet. Then at least I wouldn't be complaining right now.
But, the point is...I'm going to start gaining some serious weight if I don't regain control. Plus, I just feel so gross - it's definitely not worth it. So, from now on? I can't say I'll deprive myself of everything that tastes good (I love food too much for that), but I'll try to at least indulge in moderation.
So, I can have a bread-bowl at Panera, but I have to get the low-fat chicken noodle soup instead of the broccoli and cheese. And only one cookie a day. And only one bowl of cereal in the morning. And I'll bring my lunch to school and actually eat it.
And to top it off? I might even try to start doing some training again. Tomorrow is a 10 mile road race, so maybe that'll be a good place to start.
Because, when you're biking 80 or so miles a day, it's fine to eat superfluously.
But now this week, I'm not biking...but I don't think my body has really figured that out yet. I'm so hungry all the time and I have no control over what goes down the hatch.
Today, I had pizza AND fries. And a fried fish sandwich. Ugh. I feel kind of nauseous even thinking about it.
The pizza was because it was what was served for lunch at the recording session...and all of a sudden my apple and bottle of Ensure didn't really cut it.
And then the fries and the sandwich? Well, we were celebrating being finished with the whole recording thing, and I just ordered like an idiot. I should have been a rabbit and ate a freaking salad, even though salads are probably the most boring food on the planet. Then at least I wouldn't be complaining right now.
But, the point is...I'm going to start gaining some serious weight if I don't regain control. Plus, I just feel so gross - it's definitely not worth it. So, from now on? I can't say I'll deprive myself of everything that tastes good (I love food too much for that), but I'll try to at least indulge in moderation.
So, I can have a bread-bowl at Panera, but I have to get the low-fat chicken noodle soup instead of the broccoli and cheese. And only one cookie a day. And only one bowl of cereal in the morning. And I'll bring my lunch to school and actually eat it.
And to top it off? I might even try to start doing some training again. Tomorrow is a 10 mile road race, so maybe that'll be a good place to start.
posted by Curly Su at 3/29/2008 09:08:00 PM
1 Comments:
Curly, calm down, we all go through these times when we want to devour, just as long as we snap out of it which it looks like you have. For me, it's the weekends and like you pointed out, the "victory" eating. Now waddle your gargantuan ... just kidding. I kill me.
It could be worse, you could be 39 and posses the metabolism of a hibernating bear.
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