dictation's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Moderation and balance...I forsook both today. One empty calorie rice cake - even two - in a day is acceptable. But seven are not. And I knew - as I lowered my head in the trough this afternoon - that I would still be needing and eating dinner later. [I knew I was blowing it and I kept blowing it anyway with weary resignation. Free will is usually all it's cracked up to be, unfortunately! Not content to stop at rice cakes, on the way home I bought a container of 97% fat-free frozen yogurt. A half a cup equals 160 calories and 2.5 grams of fat. Acceptable for a snack on any other non-rice cake binge day. I ate two cups. Bad! I wasn't even hungry. Excuse #1: I'm having a difficult time coping with the cubicle. Excuse #2: My period started yesterday. I've been on ibuprofen for two days. I don't handle narcotics of any kind well. Excuse #3: Now that I'm in the post-construction phase of apt living I find myself longing to relax and be free to lounge around. What do I do? Snack. Granted, I'm not eating the blatantly evil junk foods like chips and chocolate bars, but I'm overeating all the same. And more calories in than out equals weight gain. It doesn't matter what the food is. Two days is no big deal and tomorrow I'll be on track again. Still, I'm pissed at myself for not managing the stress. I could have gone for a walk at lunch and instead chose to plod on with work. I worked all day without a proper break. I could have gone to bed earlier last night. I could have exercised more to prevent cramps. All of it was within my control. Bottom line: My body feels crappy. It doesn't respond well to empty calories and it doesn't enjoy feeling full. It prefers the slightly empty non-bloated feeling. I'll definitely be back on track tomorrow. 9:04 p.m. - 2004-04-01 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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