Thursday, May 4, 2017

Day 4 - Thursday, May 4th

Meal 1:  Fried eggs with sweet potatoes and a banana.  I haven't had a fried egg in YEARS and it was delicious!  I was already experiencing that "I can't eat one more scrambled egg" feeling, and this was the switch up I needed.

Meal 2:  Leftover shredded chicken with salsa and guacamole serving over romaine lettuce.

Meal 3:  Egg salad made with compliant mayo - made by my very own hands and made possible thanks to my new immersion blender and silent prayer - rolled in romaine lettuce leaves.  I also had a Granny Smith apple dipped in almond butter because even though I knew I should pump the brakes on this pleasure food I also knew I was going to spend the next hour working a school fundraiser at McDonald's where I'd be watching guilty pleasure foods passing right under my nose for the better part of an hour.  I was am damage control mode.

Mini-Meal:  One hard boiled egg after a very late workout because I was HANGRY.  I imagined it was a thick bagel smothered with peanut butter.

Workouts:  3 mile walk on treadmill and chest/tricep circuit.

General mood & thoughts:  Things were fine until about 5:30 and then the "kill all the things" phase kicked in with an unexpected fierceness.  I tried my best to just retreat into a tiny shell within myself to keep from saying something to an innocent party that I would later regret, but by 9 pm there was a well of anger and frustration boiling inside me.  I couldn't sit one more minute in that almost 90 minute band concert.  The sound of the voices of my cherished family were making me irrationally annoyed.  I escaped to the gym hoping to pound out some of the negative feelings only to realize I a)forgot my water bottle b)had dead headphones within the first 15 minutes and c)couldn't use the workout room to lift because it was overrun with already fit men in their early twenties.  UGH.  It continued with a string of profanities when I got home and couldn't find a single charger.  Dave avoided me - smart guy, that one - and that hard boiled egg calmed me down a little bit.  But whoa, I hope this phase is short lived for the safety of anyone that comes into contact with me.

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