I have come to the conclusion that my eating habits need an overhaul. I am ridiculous when it comes to planning meals that are healthy and / or not purely out of convenience, or to appease my need for nacho cheese. Well-rounded eating is clearly not in my DNA… or at least something I have the desire to really care about.
All-in-all, Monday didn’t end up too poorly after that lunch of ramen. I finished up the day with a tuna salad sandwich from Mr. Goodcents (I was a first-timer). However, the side order of 3-hours of The Bachelor certainly did not aid digestion. Oh, the douchebaggery was overwhelming.
Tuesday – a completely different story. I’m not much of a breakfast fan, so my “fast was broken” with Taco Johns… two bean burritos with sour cream and nacho cheese, to be exact. It makes me want to puke right now just thinking about it. But at the time, wow was that heaven! Please note, that I did spend an hour at the gym before work and this disgusting excuse for a lunch. Dinner consisted of store-bought sushi and [nearly] a bottle of wine.
Today – Wednesday – I actually did eat breakfast. Two pieces of toast with blueberry jam. It was delicious, but definitely added to my long-held belief that eating breakfast only makes me hungrier earlier in the day. Since my healthy breakfast, I have pretty much been grazing with a level of consistency that I often wish I could apply to other areas of my life [read: exercise, time for a good book, organization.]
I need a food coach, I have decided. Applications currently being accepted.