Some days you just have to fight the eating, you know? Today was one of those days. I won the battle, though, at least so far.
It was usual bagel day this morning. We thought about biking, but it was 30 degrees. I am getting antsy to get back out on the bike regularly again!
My wheat bagel with cream cheese.
This will actually keep me full until lunch with the 2 big cups of coffee I drink along side it. One of the few breakfasts that I eat that lasts for such a long time. Bagels are pretty much the only bread I eat anymore.
I was busy right up to lunch and didn’t notice because I wasn’t super hungry. I made a quick plate to nosh on. Lots of pieces makes the meal last longer.
I also got dinner started after lunch. I threw some marinade in the crockpot with boneless chicken thighs. I know crockpot meals are easy, and yet I forget to use it so often. With working at home, you would think I would take advantage of this stuff.
By the time latte time rolled around, I was hungry. I thought hard about having something else with the latte, but I had my food planned out for the day already. Most times the latte does me pretty good, but I had some snack thoughts implanted in my brain.
You always read from experts to ask yourself, “Which is more important to me, the food or the goals I am trying to achieve?” Of course, we all answer the goal because we are supposed to. But what about the answer that comes immediately after what we are supposed to say? As in “I don’t care, give me the cookie!” That is the tough part to struggle through.
So, when I started cooking up veggies to go with the chicken, John was also making something. He always brings something to his poker night. Normally I don’t have troubles with what he makes because they aren’t *my* type of snacks. However, tonight John made my personal crack:
Sugared pecans. With a touch of smoked sea salt. I adore these nuts and I can binge on them like nobody’s business. Of course, I was already hungry because it was dinner time and I nibbled on the small broken pieces, because you know the calories on those don’t count, right?
I could really feel myself teeter on the edge of just chowing down and saying “I am going to eat whatever tonight because I feel like it.” It’s been probably 6 weeks since I have felt like this. That precipice is a hard place to back down from. I had maybe a half ounce to 1 ounce of nuts before I got the brakes on.
Here was dinner, btw. It was quite good.
My literacy learner cancelled for tonight, so I knew I would have a problem if left alone at home with said nuts. John usually will leave some of whatever he makes at home just to have around, which, again, is not normally an issue with me – but not the nuts! I asked him to take all of them with him tonight so I wouldn’t be tempted.
Not sure what brought on that real desire to eat. The bagel? Could be. The sugar in the nuts? Probably. Who really knows.
I did go out for a 3 mile walk tonight after dinner – a very windy walk, I might add.
Now at least there are no nuts in the house, but I also need to just have my planned snack, which is a glass of almond milk and some fruit. If any nuts do return with John, at least I can plan them in to a snack sometime this week and not go overboard now that I am prepared for them.