Hey Food (I played more Beatles Rock Band tonight, why do you ask?)

Breakfast:

*steel cut oatmeal with about 10-15 raspberries, 1-2 tbsp of slivered almonds, 1 packet Splenda. All mixed together. Scrumptious.

Lunch:

*mix of baby carrots, sugar snap peas, and broccoli dipped in tzatziki sauce
*sandwich: arnold’s sandwich thin, tuna, lcl wedge, 4 bread & butter pickles, lettuce, mustard

Dinner:

*bowtie pasta with ragu and turkey sausage
*two pieces of texas toast garlic bread
*side salad with zucchini, red pepper, carrots, cucumber, avocado, and tzatziki sauce as dressing

Dessert:

*2x3 brownie

I had dinner at a friend’s place tonight, and they made it and I ate it! I brought the salad though. But boy was I the President, Founder, and CEO of the Clean Plate Club!

I don’t feel that guilty about the food that I ate, but actually more about the time when we ate it. I don’t think we ate until maybe 9? I usually eat dinner around 6 or 7. I like to think it’s better to give the food time to digest. I think I read somewhere you need like three hours for proper digestion before you go to bed? I dunno, don’t quote me on that.

I would like to take this time to point out that this will NOT be the turning point. This will NOT be the entry that I reread months from now, wondering what the hell happened, and pinpoint this post as the beginning of that slippery slope.

I will exercise more than twice this week.
I will make my own food for the rest of the week.
I will eat more fruits and vegetables!

(I know it’s only one meal, and it could have been worse, but that’s how it starts. You say to yourself “Take a break, it’s not a big deal” but then you end up saying it to yourself every night of the week. And 60 pounds later, you’re at square one. Not that I would know anything about that.)