Food choices and falling off the wagon
Thursday, December 20, 2012
Too late to edit the previous entry so I'll make a new one. :)
Today I am traveling. I left the house at 4:45am for the airport and then the flight was delayed, causing me to miss my connecting flight. So I'm spending the night in Denver at a very nice hotel courtesy of United Airlines.
So what did I eat all day, you ask?
I started off well. I had brought some granola bars and fruit, so I started off with a nonfat latte in the airport and a banana. After sitting on the runway for an hour I ate a granola bar and an apple. When the stewardess came with drinks I had water and added Emergen-C vitamin powder. So far, so good.
Arrived in Denver two hours late and got in line behind about 50 other people to try to arrange another flight at customer service. Drank a bottle of water (2 cups). Still ok.
Getting the new flight and hotel arrangements handled took another hour or hour and a half. By that time I was over hungry, my last snack having been hours ago. So I saw "burrito" on a restaurant menu and I fell off the wagon. What is it about burritos that they tempt me so? Oh yeah, they are huge and full of carbs and fat... dangnabit.
If not for that burrito, it would have been a perfect day. The DoubleTree Hotel's complimentary warm chocolate chip cookie (310 cal) was worth splurging on, and would even have fit within my "allowance". The mediocre burrito I had in the airport for lunch (over 700 cal according to the nutrition tracker even without dairy) was NOT worth it.
I had an excellent dinner and made good choices, even knowing I had already used up all my calories for the day. (glass of port, mediterranean hummus and eggplant, green salad w/o dressing, pita bread).
It would have been SO easy to stay off the wagon and order the "Loaded Smashed Potato Fries" for dinner (potatoes, melted cheddar, bacon, horseradish sour cream). I wanted it so bad I could taste it, and it was tempting to just write off the whole day as a failure. But having just finally lost the two pounds I had re-gained last week, I knew that choice would be sabotage of the worst kind (i.e., self-sabotage).
So while I didn't win the war today, I did win some of the battles. Phew.