Bread Bowl Challenge
one week of salad in preparation for one week of carbs
Tuesday, March 13, 2012
oh, and THIS
...is literally the story of our lives this week.
http://whatshouldwecallme.tumblr.com/post/18921778900/when-someone-next-to-me-is-eating-something-delicious
http://whatshouldwecallme.tumblr.com/post/18921778900/when-someone-next-to-me-is-eating-something-delicious
Day 2: Is this real life?
#struggling. I savored every bite of breakfast today, and actually ate a little too much, as my enjoyment led to me being late to my first class. But I was desperate. I needed to taste, and taste some more. There was nothing that brought a bigger smile to my face today than my buttery biscuit. Then I ate a chocolate croissant, and a side of orange chicken at panda throughout the day. Each bite was a reminder that this was the only delicious food I would get to eat today.
It is now 6:30 pm, and I have nothing to look forward to until breakfast tomorrow. Although - Benny is making my salad tonight, so hopefully it will be better than that pathetic excuse for a meal from yesterday I made.
ON THE BRIGHT SIDE...
Today I was extremely proud of myself for making it through day 1. If I can be strong, and live bite to bite on breakfast and snacks throughout the day, I may, just may, be able to eat salad for dinner every night, and become a much stronger and healthier person for it. I knew there was some sense to this...
It is now 6:30 pm, and I have nothing to look forward to until breakfast tomorrow. Although - Benny is making my salad tonight, so hopefully it will be better than that pathetic excuse for a meal from yesterday I made.
ON THE BRIGHT SIDE...
Today I was extremely proud of myself for making it through day 1. If I can be strong, and live bite to bite on breakfast and snacks throughout the day, I may, just may, be able to eat salad for dinner every night, and become a much stronger and healthier person for it. I knew there was some sense to this...
Monday, March 12, 2012
After soccer practice I feel so weak that I barely make it up the stairs to my hovel of a bedroom. But I have returned from a successful day in the salad eater's world.
Just as my satisfaction sinks in, the animalistic side of me leaps to my bookcase and demolishes what I didn't eat for dinner. Chips, Fruit snacks and Thin Mints dipped in Marshmallow Fluff. I have failed today's mission, as if someone says to me "pack your bags, soldier."
Just as my satisfaction sinks in, the animalistic side of me leaps to my bookcase and demolishes what I didn't eat for dinner. Chips, Fruit snacks and Thin Mints dipped in Marshmallow Fluff. I have failed today's mission, as if someone says to me "pack your bags, soldier."
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