Middle of week 2

I won’t weigh in for another two days, I’m only weighing once a week, but I feel good about it. I’ve sure been hungry enough. I’ve been sticking with the plan pretty well, I think.
I finally ran out of the higher fat products in my fridge. Yesterday I went to Costco and got low fat cheddar and good olive oil and some sugar free jello snacks and stuff. I loaded up on veggies and diet drinks, with and without caffeine.
I’ve changed my position on sugar free candy. A coworker let me try a sugar free heath bar type thing by Russell Stover. It was really good, so I got some, and some peanut butter cups. Unfortunately they are pretty high in calories, but they sure taste good. This non-fat mocha with sugar free syrup I just got is god-awful, though. YUCK! No more Da Vinci sugar free chocolate syrup for me! Egad! We all agree that it tastes like medicine!
I sure get hungry during work hours. It’s funny. I’m definitely not hungry in the morning, while I’m at home where I could fry an egg or something. No. I get hungry about an hour and a half after I get to work. I usually eat a non-fat yogurt. Which kills my appetite for about 32 minutes. So then I eat lunch, which is like a salad or some soup or a lean beef patty with Swiss from the diner next door. Then I’m hungry again at 4. So I forage disconsolately for a snack, like a handful of nasty peanuts from the coin machine in the lobby. I need a better plan.
Then I get home, all psyched to eat a nice big meal. But I’m so hungry I eat a snack, trying to be moderate, which at that point in the day is like trying to hold a mastiff on a leash when said mastiff sees a fleeing cat. I usually do pretty well, only because the only instant gratification foods in my fridge are leftovers form last night’s healthy dinner and some sugar free jellos and what not.
But by the time I eat the snack and get dinner done, I’m not very hungry any more. So I stuff the leftovers in the fridge, which become tomorrow’s desperation snack. Then, late in the evening, I want sweets. That’s when I like carbs and sweets, basically because that’s when I’m getting tired. Now I have my sugar free stuff, I eat that. So far, so good.
I am a long-time devotee of heavy fuel. Methamphetamines. Freebase cocaine. Absolut martinis. So I find it weird to be thinking now about cutting back on caffeine! How things have changed!
That said, my formerly bad self likes herbal tea now. At night. Since I can’t drink myself down off whatever high I put myself on anymore, I find that I lay awake for hours if I so much as drink a Diet Coke after six. What the hell? When did I get so sensitive? But there you have it.
So I recently bought a nice big box of herbal teas from Costco and I love the pretty matching green boxes with the little drawings on the front, like blueberries on the blueberry kind and oranges and stuff. It’s such a nurturing thing to do, to make a pot of tea and drink it, hot and soothing and delicate.
I haven’t changed entirely. I still make it with two teabags and chug the whole pot.
I do notice that I haven’t been getting that energy drain at like three in the afternoon any more. I used to want to fall asleep at my desk. So I’d head to the bakery two doors down and get some coffee and sometimes a cookie too.
Most recent dining triumph—I play in a band and so I get free food and drinks most places (Isn’t that funny, I’ve got no use for either any more, it seems). I just played a place with southern food. If you’re not aware, southern food isn’t exactly Jenny Craig. But I got a nice Philly steak sandwich, tossed the bread and ate it with a fork. Swiss cheese is low carb and low fat, the roast beef was low fat, and it had lots of peppers and onions. It came with some nice coarsely cut coleslaw. Kept me going through the show.