So this one was tough...I time road races on the weekends...which requires me to do something I dislike even more than watching what I eat... getting up early...really early...still dark out early...so my typical road race timing breakfast is purchased at Dunkin Donuts roughly 15 minutes after my alarm goes off and just before I get on the highway...(you see where this is going right?) As I set my alarm last night I had to give myself time to actually prepare a breakfast that would hold me over...I would have to...(gulp)...cook.
I would like to think my coaches would be proud...I mean I had chicken and potatoes and carrots for dinner. I supplemented with a protein shake before coaching (water not milk this time) and I didn't even crave the nightly sweet...(yay me!) and then as I was drifting off to sleep feeling oh so sorry for myself I thought about how lucky I am really to have the ability to complain about cooking from my plentiful kitchen. As the weather gets cold and the plight of those living in exteme poverty can become glaringly obvious who am I to complain...as I said in my first post...food is more than fillling your stomach....except when it isn't...it is a luxury and a basic right at the same time.
Soooooo...I made myself a ginormous omelet....I say ginormous because these eggs I bought at Dimond Hill Farm were HUGE and I used FOUR of them...I did not want to be hungry later on. I added a potato from the night before, some salsa, peppers and onions...yup..at 5:00am I made me a yummy breakfast...and while my sister and race timing partner ran into Dunkins for her breakfast sandwich and flavored coffee I sipped my fresh brew from home and nibbled on some trail mix... bananas and apples and carrots completed the snacks...
My next challenge...a baby shower....fried foods, grocery store pepperoni, soda, chips, CAKE...all around me. I wasn't hungry, but refusing food can appear rude...what to do what to do...as I chatted with the guests and avoided the kitchen I started to itch and wheeze...alas, there was a dog (I am allergic to dogs)....if there is one thing that can kill my appetite it is having an asthma attack...my constricting airways saved me from sure disaster...although I wanted to stay...(who doesn't like to look at all those cute baby clothes?) I made a hasty exit....crisis averted...seriously only I could look at an asthma attack as a blessing...the marvel of modern medicine (read albuterol) and a change of clothes had me blending a fruit/protein smoothie with in minutes of getting home. I am sipping it as I type...watching the Crossfit Games on my DVR....
While my 30 Meetings in 30 Days all those years ago was tough...that was mostly about scheduling. The rest of my day I didn't even think about drinking...la-la-la...busy busy me...I can avoid with the best of 'em...ending my binge drinking career was easy since I lived in Webster NH at the time and didn't have access to keg parties or Kenmore Square night clubs...these past three days have been tricky....as a convenience eater I want to grab it and go... I can avoid it all I want...my growling tummy will remind me all too quickly that I have to deal with it yet again...today the challenge has had me pondering the changing of habits....those cigarette commercials that show people putting their pants on wrong and driving into mailboxes because they aren't holding a cigarette come to mind... some addictions and/or unhealthy behaviors have not only the physical component, but the habit (or contextual) component as well. My first husband (that is a blog for another day) had been a 20 year chain smoker. When I met him he had simply replaced lighting one cigarette with the last to using the wrapper of a new slice of gum to throw away the one already chewed. That man chewed three packs of gum a day. He had conquered the nicotene but not the habit. I feel that this will be my struggle...well this and flexibility....but again a blog for another day.
Today is my rest day so I am spending what is left of it on the couch with my Gracie B. watching TV (she is a Spencer Hendel fan and made an animated cartoon character doing a snatch better than I can on her DS)....tomorrow, along with this continued food challenge I will have to address those supplemental activites that are to accompany this 30 day food fest...really Jon...burpees??? God help me. I think I will roll around on a tennis ball for a while..that always makes me feel better...
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