Tuesday, September 23, 2014
Some days it's easier to eat enough calories than others. Yesterday I was in *a mood.* I'd spent a chunk of my day fighting with the computer (I use a Mac and have had to bootcamp Windows for some silly entry level classes I'm taking). It finally works, and for the things that are bugging me I'm finding ways to work around it, but after all of that all I wanted was a meatball sub. This isn't a problem. I usually have half of it and eat the other half for lunch the next day. The problem came when I decided I had to have friench fries or I was going to die.
Before anyone tells me that moderation is key and this isn't a diet it's a lifestyle change, I have to clarify why this is so awful. I am allergic to potatoes. Throat itching, chest tightening, migraine inducing potatoes. This is something new that's popped up in the last six months and has been SO HARD for me to deal with. I love potatoes. I love them in all their forms.
We've tried so many different ways to see if I can have them. Last night I got it into my head that maybe I would be okay if I had Benadryl before and after dinner. It was for Science, I told myself. I then ate myself silly on curly fries. Either because of the potatoes or Benadryl, I passed out by 7:30 and had to drag myself out of bed at 7 am to get ready for work. I also ate the whole sandwich. Not one of my better days.
Today, however, was typical for me. I had just enough time to get ready and throw together a salad for lunch. (I usually make my lunch the night before, but well... potato fugue) There was no time for breakfast, so there were breakfast cookies. Those BelVita things were a coupon buy, but they've come to be a pantry staple for me. I figure as long as they're in the cabinet I'll manage breakfast. I can do better, but some days are harder than others.
I'm babbling. Long story short, I get around to dinner and I need to eat so many calories to hit even my baseline that I don't know how I'll do it. Even after adding bread and butter and a coke to dinner I'm still hovering above what I need.
The solution is real breakfast. If that means I have to get up even earlier to make sure I get some serious fuel in the morning that's what I'll do.
I have to say I'm kind of amused. For years I've cut calories and found it so hard. Then I move across the country and find I have to add calories and it's just as hard. It's kind of hilarious.