Five day streak - hotdogs, pizza and food attitude
Friday, April 05, 2013
I had such a busy day at work yesterday that I didn't have time to do my usual snacking, so I came home about 200 calories lighter than I normally do. Thursday night is dance class for my little Miss Daisy (7) and her favorite meal is hot dogs. I had promised her that we would have hotdogs after dance and she and her sister, Sage (9) were looking forward to it. Hubby was at a Toastmasters meeting, so he didn't get a vote. I had turkey franks, so I knew they would lower my calories some, but I had a package of regular (not low fat or low anything) buns in the freezer. I thought I would probably have to limit myself to one hotdog for dinner. Now, everyone KNOWS that dogs are pack animals and like to travel in pairs... and so do hotdogs on my plate! I decided to track it before I fixed dinner and I was pleasantly surprised that my fully loaded dog (mustard, ketchup, home canned pickle relish, home canned sauerkraut, and chopped onion) was just over 200 calories. I could eat two. Not only that, I could have eaten two even if I hadn't come home with 200 calories of unconsumed snack calories. I rounded off my day with a banana for my bedtime snack. I was 50 calories shy of my minimum, but I had hit all of my other nutrition targets, so I felt I was in good shape.
Exercise consisted of a post hotdog match with the girls on the Wii again. Daisy cleaned our clocks on bowling, scoring 238. Sage embarrassed Daisy and I by demolishing us on the Wii Tennis Court... even as she played us two to one. I showed them who was still the Mama in this situation by walloping them in golf. We laughed and teased each other and had a great time until time for them to go to bed. I sent them to bed and just as they were settling in, their Daddy walked in with a pizza. The girls came back down the stairs and had a slice of pizza for a bedtime snack and got to stay up an extra thirty minutes. They really thought they were doing something wild!
Robert offered several times to bring me a slice of pizza, but I declined. "I've already had my dinner and feel quite satisfied, thanks!" The really cool thing was that it wasn't willpower that kept me from eating it... I really just didn't want it. I really was satisfied. A month ago, I would have eaten it just because it smelled good. After only 5 days, my food attitude is starting to shift and it really feels good.