Friday, May 06, 2005

Day 67

As we head into spring, and the weather is more favorable for walks, I am eager to go on more of them. We have gone on three this week. I'm not sure we can keep up this schedule, but I will enjoy while it lasts. I hope that more exercise equals continued weight loss—I realize I am feeling more often compelled to eat when I'm not really thinking about it, instead of staying hungry. I need to watch that—endless nibbling is not good.

Breakfast
Turkey Bacon (2 Strips)
1 Egg Over with Lite Havarti
1 Egg That Broke
Tea
1 Tsp Peanut Butter (I was cleaning out the jar for recycle)

Snack
30 Pistachios
15 Almonds
1 Cheese Stick
1 Apple
12 Roasted Edamame

Lunch
3 Roll Mops
1 Head Romaine
Pickles

Appetizer
Shrimp Cocktail(!)

Dinner
Catfish
Sugar Snap Peas

When I came home, Emily had an appetizer of Shrimp cocktail for me. This was quite a surprise, as we never have appetizers and are much too young for cocktail hour. But I could tell from the lengthening hours of daylight that dinner will be delayed because of how difficult it is to get Ruby to come in from the park so I had it. Then dinner had sugar snap peas (which are on the SoBe terror watch list) AND Beets, which are definitely a no-no. Ruby didn't want her beets, and I was extremely unhelpful in getting her to comply as I had to turn mine down too. It was a bad night for beet lovers.

5 comments:

Anonymous said...

remember to squeeze your buttock muscles and push off with each step to maximize said walks.
m

Anonymous said...

hi,greetings from florence. the capital letters are such a drag. keep up the good work.i'm very proud ofyou. love, mom

Anonymous said...

hi,greetings from florence. the capital letters are such a drag. keep up the good work.i'm very proud ofyou. love, mom

Anonymous said...

hi,greetings from florence. the capital letters are such a drag. keep up the good work.i'm very proud ofyou. love, mom

Anonymous said...

hi,greetings from florence. the capital letters are such a drag. keep up the good work.i'm very proud ofyou. love, mom