Saturday, February 04, 2012
The day started off heading south and ended up in friggin Antarctica.
The mail ran this morning and there was a Valentine's care package from my grandma. Her cookies are like CRACK. Seriously. So I had cookies and coffee for breakfast. I was a little disappointed with myself, but did the numbers and figured out I could still make my goals if I was careful.
So after an early lunch of leftover thin crust pizza I was looking at my numbers and realized I was gonna go over on fat. Okay, I can handle it. I'll just double my afternoon ride.
Got the baby down for his nap and went to get my bike when I realized that 41 degrees is a lot colder than it looks. No ride today. Crap.
3pm. Hmmm... Hungry... Lunch WAS awfully early. So I ate a MASSIVE salad. Not too bad though, a bowl the size of my head and it only had like 375 calories in it.
Finished my salad, got on & logged it... Piddled around the internet... Stopped to clean my glasses... My glasses broke while I was cleaning them. Like, snapped in half on the bridge of the nose broke. Well shiiit. Trouble's third child reared her nasty little head after all. I texted my neighbor to see if she had some superglue... Luckily she was at the store & was able to pick me some up. I got the glasses glued back together, but they were a little crooked. I figured that since it was still tacky I could straighten it... Nope. Came apart. And everyone knows once there is a coating of dried glue on both sides it's a done deal, no fixing it anymore. I tried duct tape but it just wouldn't stick to such a small spot... Despair... So she gave me a Tastykake, and I was bad and ate it. So I went to get dinner started and I remembered there was no meat in the house to cook. I had been planning to go out with my stepsister but she cancelled. And I couldn't exactly go to the store with no glasses. So we ended up going and getting a pizza at Papa Murphy's. I was gonna get the healthy(er) option for me- thin crust with olive oil, chicken, tomatoes, etc... And then something gloriously greasy for the rest of the clan since they don't like thin crust. But the manager was a good saleswoman. She gave me a family size 5 meat stuffed for $10. So I figured no need to add a second pizza, this sucker is HUGE.
And I didn't think to check the serving size before I cut it. I cut 8 slices and split one for the kids. I ate a whole slice. I figured, hey- it's half of what I ate last time we got Papa Murphy's.
I went to add it to my nutrition tracker- not there. OK. Google is my friend. Pulled up a PDF of nutrition stats. Oh. Uh-oh. Shizzle. 1 serving is 1/16 of a pizza. So I had TWO servings. At ~360 calories each. Too late to change it unless I wanna stick my finger down my throat, and I'm just not really able to do that.
Tomorrow's a new day I guess... But my glasses will still be broken, and there will still be no meat to cook. Ugh.
I feel like a fecking WHALE.
Part of me really wants to just keep the binge going. Braum's thinks I'm pretty right? Sugar makes me happy. Dairy and carbs are love.
I hate this part of me so hard.
I think I'm gonna go put some bananas in the freezer, then in the blender. Make myself think I'm getting ice cream.