Breakfast—One bowl Quaker Simple Harvest hot cereal cooked with non-
fat milk, half a cup of coffee with sugar and
fat-free half-and-half
Lunch—Half a chicken breast with mushrooms and mustard-caper sauce, fresh cantaloupe, one mini-muffin, one ounce Pont-Eveque cheese, one strawberry balsamic chocopod, one cup coffee with sugar and
fat-free half-and-half
Dinner—Three slices of pizza (oy)
Snack—Baby carrots, one cup non-
fat cocoa
The pizza was a semi-planned splurge. I knew I was going to have pizza tonight, but I only meant to have two slices. I feel really, weirdly bad about that third slice. I don't know why. I'm perfectly capable of moving on after a bad dinner. In the scheme of things, this will barely register as a setback. But I'm feeling very weird and torn. Like half of me wants to eat everything in the house and the other half of me wants to punish myself with vast quantities of exercise and vegetables. I'm pretty sure neither is emotionally healthy, as far as responses go.
I can move past this. I know I can. Tomorrow is a new day in which to cultivate healthy habits. I can exercise, refreshed after this day of rest, and cook myself up some lovely, nutritious meals. And that is precisely what I'm going to do.
Camy, thanks for the good advice. It seems like something creamy (i.e. hot milk) best helps me settle down for the night, but I'll definitely keep experimenting.
