Year 2, Day 163: Poker

Waking up on poker day, I always think two things. One, I must go for a walk today, and two, how can I save all my calories for dinner? Trying to think hard about what I would eat at dinner is the best way to plan what I will eat for breakfast and lunch. I decide it will probably be deli, a meat-tastic plate of high-sodium with a side of high-sodium pickles and some sugary cole slaw with some sugary peppadews. So, how to avoid fat, protein and sugar? What I really need to do is eat all vegetables all day. Instead, I just try and take it easy. I did go for a fast-walk today with just one other Domania employee, and that was good. Then I skipped the oil on the salad. Have I mentioned that Peter's is the poor man's salad? Iceberg lettuce, cucumbers, carrots? Really, it's bottom-shelf as far as vegetable selection goes, but its quality is good, and I always make them leave off the green peppers.

Breakfast
2 Eggs (eaten after their best sell-by date)
1 slice balthazar multi-grain bread
green tea

Snack
2 oz 50% Jalapeno cheddar
3 sticks beef jerky

Lunch: Peter's Kitchen
Greek Salad, with Feta and Grilled Chicken

Poker/Dinner:
2 oz popcorn (Boston Lite)
2 Handfuls Almonds/Cashews
My own weight in pistachios
3 roll mops: roast beef, turkey, corned beef
pickles
sour tomatoes
peppadews
Cole slaw
1 UFO Beer

Tonight, uncharacteristically, I had a beer. Naturally, it was a UFO which I have become enamored with since the Pig Roast. I think it may have affected my performance since I started losing almost immediately. It wasn't until after dinner (and theoretically, the absorption of some alcohol) that things started to look up. The moment occurred during a game called "Mexican Sevens with a Sweat" that I discovered online. It's nothing new, just a version of seven-card stud where all the cards are down, but if you flip a seven you have to match the pot. In this particular game, three sevens had been turned, meaning three people had already matched the pot, and I think five out of six players were in. The game had gone on a long time, and there was a substantial pot at risk. It came down to literally, the last card, which as the dealer, fell on my hand. I had to draw a wild card to beat the flush that was on the table. It didn't look good for me. I turned the card. It was a seven! There were screams and I took a moment before I used my arm to sweep up the winnings, carefully avoiding eye contact with flush-holder who I had just vanquished. From that point, I couldn't lose and walked away the big winner. Did I mention as a card game we finished the quart of almonds and cashews AND the bag of pistachios? We are nutsed out at this game I tell you. Nutsed out.