We have survived a week of this nonsense. My calorie consumption is down a ridiculous amount. I’d know exactly how much if I’d been keeping track before, but I roughed it out and it’s a lot. And I’m hungry, but I’ve recently learned to drink a couple of tisanes and the hot liquid makes some difference in the hunger, as does just having learned to tolerate being hungry better over the past year. Having counted calories for a whole week is at least as much a triumph as staying off…
Today was a Day Out, with all that entails, which mostly means it’s goddamn near impossible to count calories. We went out for lunch AND dinner, and I’m pretty sure the number of calories ingested is All Of Them, which, sadly, my calorie tracker does not have an option for. I made a weak stab at counting them by wild generalization, but I’m pretty sure that even 15 falafels does not cover the caloric intake of this evening. (I didn’t eat 15 falafels. I ate one. And one of a…
Today was the first day I would have murdered for cookies. Partly to eat, partly to make, since I find baking soothing. But I didn’t make any and I didn’t eat any and I’m mildly grumpy about it but I suppose I’m also morally superior, or something. Yeah, that’s all I got tonight. Over & out.
You remember a while back when I posted about a fabulous coat and the ruin of two families? And how we wanted to do a web comic? Well, I did one. A little one, anyway, of the story Leah Moore and I fangirled at each other about the coat. :) It was so much fun! ♥ :)
I mean, as threatened, I had that hot chocolate today, but it was kind of like my lunch, so, IDK, that counts for something, right? I don’t know what it counts for, but something. The truth is I might have one on Saturday too, since I’ll be near the hot chocolate shop again, but aside from those liquid indiscretions, still going just fine. We’ll see how things go next week when I won’t be in Dublin as often and there’ll be less hot chocolate opportunity, but y’know, so far so…