Day 234: Walk For Hunger

The best thing I can say about this day is that was much less hard than I anticipated it would be. You know how sometimes you think you're going to have to really LEAN on a door to push it open, or pull hard, but it comes easily on the very first try? That was today. At every point I thought there would be difficulty, there was ease. Ruby woke up on her own (which she never does on a school day); she ate breakfast; got dressed by herself, and when I was going to get her into the car (we thought she could skip the bus on account of she wasn't 100% percent) I saw a beloved neighbor who offered to take Ruby. So I got to work at 8:45, which is an unheard of time—I haven't gotten to work that early since I had to meet a certain very snooty graphic designer who 'consulted' for domania and could only meet at 8:30AM on Fridays. Oh, how I hated that! To make matters worse, back then I played poker every Thursday and Friday mornings were not a super-good time for me to focus on detail projects. Of course, anyone could make an argument that no time is good for me to do that.

Breakfast
2 Slices of Zabar's Multi-grain bread
Slices of cheddar
10% of a Fuji Apple (the rest was Ruby's snack; she didn't eat it).
Tea

Snack
1/4 cup almonds/cashews
8-12 California slab apricots
6 oz Blueberry yoplait lite yogurt

Lunch
Greek Salad with Chicken

Dinner
Chicken Deluxe
Asian String Beans

Post-Dinner Experiment
Guava slices

It was a beautiful day for the middle of October, and the D.G. actually got to go out walking at lunch today. It was nearly perfect except that I wore two layers which I had to doff prior to the end of the walk. Of special note was a woman walking her dog who called us 'assholes' because I assume she thought we didn't get out of her way fast enough, or at all. Following a walk, some or most of us will go to Christos Seven Star pizza, an unremarkable sub shop in all respects except for its first-in-class poison tuna, which has sickened more than a few Domaniacs. Being that it is one of the two closest places to get hot food, it often is the last resort due to time limitations. Today I got the Greek salad and noticed that its mammoth size—it wouldn't be out of place on a Costco shelf—really makes it a poor choice for a dieter. It's almost as if they know they aren't very good so they try to make up in quantity what they lack in quality. It's really more like two salads, and yet I finish it every time. As we get into this period of cold and more indoors, I really will have to watch what I eat—and the volume of what I eat.