January 23, 2008

I was bad yesterday. After my joyous revelation that I had lost weight, I had to come home and work all night. I had a stressful day at work yesterday and all I wanted was ice cream. So when I went to the C-store, I went straight for the ice cream. But I got a salad and a slice of cheese. And a pint of ice cream. The ice cream was just going to be a small treat. So after I'm done with my salad and started working away on my computer here, I decided to have my small treat. And instead of taking a little and putting it away, I ate the whole damn thing before I realized it. All of it. I was pretty sick, actually. 

So as soon as I realized I was done with the ice cream I calculated how many calories it was. About 1,100. I don't even want to go into how much fat is in it. So I figure if I cut down the milk every morning this week and do not have any regular pop (only diet), that will make up for the calories I ate last night. I hope.

Today I was starving. I ate a quizno's sub for lunch, which should have been more than enough. Before this most recent journey into lifestyle change I would have added a bag of dorito's or cheetos with the sandwich and chased it down with 32 oz of pepsi and a giant cookie. And I always felt ridiculously full and nasty afterward. 

I have found that since I've been eating less, I feel lighter. Not like I've lost weight, but like I don't have as much weighing me down. It's hard to describe. It's a nice feeling though. I just have to stay away from ice cream.