Boston Market is evil.
Thursday, May 03, 2007
I had a craving today for chinese food. After looking over the menu and deciding what SOUNDED like the healthiest choice (chicken with broccoli) I decided I should probably try to hunt down some nutritional information. Well, glad I did because chinese food is the devil. That crap is LOADED with fat and calories. I think an eggroll alone has 400 calories. May as well go through the drive through at McDonalds! So, then I thought sushi sounded good and there is an AWESOME place across from my work. Did my research and wasn't too satisfied with that either. I usually get the mixed maki which is an assortment of california rolls, avocado rolls and spicy tuna rolls. I believe they give 6 of each. Well, once again, loaded with calories. Not as bad as the chinese but still too much for me.
So, then I started scouring through the menus I had in my drawer (I had quite the collection) and came across Boston Market. I figured it sounded good enough. Did my research, planned my meal out (1/4 white meat chicken, green beans and new potatoes, skip the cornbread) and it came out to be about 400 calories. That sounded good to me. So, off I went. As soon as I walked in I began rationalizing in my head all the reasons why it would be acceptable to veer of track and go for the mashed potatoes instead of the new potatoes and the green bean casserole instead of the plain green beans. Hell I tell you!! I ended up getting the plain green beans, but compromised and got the augratin potatoes (which were gross, but looked so good). I ended up eating all my chicken minus the skin of course, half the potatoes and all my green beans. Then I peaked in the bag and saw that warm, delicious cornbread and couldn't resist, so I ate half of it. Then of course I started panicking about how much I just ate, calculated it all out for a 1/2 hour (I'm sure my work appreciates my time being dedicated to that instead of working) and came up with about 520 calories, give or take.
This has become an obsession of mine.. calorie counting. I will not put ANYTHING in my body without first knowing exactly how many calories are in it. At least my borderline OCD is going towards something good, versus something negative (like thinking I'm dying from every ache or pain I get). But overall, it has given me an awareness.
So needless to say, I skimped on dinner tonight. I had some cottage cheese and peaches for a whopping 150 calories tonight. I usually hate cottage cheese but for some reason I really didn't mind it all too much tonight.