Weight at wake-up: 251.7.
Quick breakfast at 6 o'clock, of a small bowl of peanut butter and cocoa spheres (a Market Basket store brand cereal) and skim milk.
Brunch with the church folks, at State Park (since the wait at The Friendly Toast was too long for any sensible person): three cups of coffee with half-and-half and Splenda; a glass of grapefruit juice with Campari; and the Urban Lumberjack breakfast plate, consisting of "porkchop pancakes" (two flat pounded porkchops, dipped in pancake batter and cooked on the griddle) with butter and maple syrup, topped with two fried eggs over-easy. Really scrumptious.
Back at home for the afternoon. Snack: two wedges of Laughing Cow Creamy Queso Fresco Chipotle cheese. Or, "cheese." On Italian bread. Also finished off the leftover pasta from last night, which didn't amount to more than a cup of food. Diet Mountain Dew was dranked.
For the evening, we decided to get out in the world. We went to the movies and saw Pitch Perfect 2, and laughed and cried in the way emotionally manipulable people do. Relevant to the purpose of this record, we got concessions: shared a slice of buffalo chicken pizza and an order of pretzel bites with nacho sauce ("cheese"), and each had a medium diet cola.
Got home around 9, and it wasn't more than an hour before we were once again peckish. For dinner, we finished the leftover veggie lasagna from Friday night -- a normal portion for each of us, no vegetable binge. And then we finished the sugar-free chocolate cake.
But for the cake massacre that closed out the day, I regard the day's intake as being respectable human and normal. Some indulgence, some moderation. I may be zeroing in on a sustainable dietary lifestyle. We shall see.
Quick breakfast at 6 o'clock, of a small bowl of peanut butter and cocoa spheres (a Market Basket store brand cereal) and skim milk.
Brunch with the church folks, at State Park (since the wait at The Friendly Toast was too long for any sensible person): three cups of coffee with half-and-half and Splenda; a glass of grapefruit juice with Campari; and the Urban Lumberjack breakfast plate, consisting of "porkchop pancakes" (two flat pounded porkchops, dipped in pancake batter and cooked on the griddle) with butter and maple syrup, topped with two fried eggs over-easy. Really scrumptious.
Back at home for the afternoon. Snack: two wedges of Laughing Cow Creamy Queso Fresco Chipotle cheese. Or, "cheese." On Italian bread. Also finished off the leftover pasta from last night, which didn't amount to more than a cup of food. Diet Mountain Dew was dranked.
For the evening, we decided to get out in the world. We went to the movies and saw Pitch Perfect 2, and laughed and cried in the way emotionally manipulable people do. Relevant to the purpose of this record, we got concessions: shared a slice of buffalo chicken pizza and an order of pretzel bites with nacho sauce ("cheese"), and each had a medium diet cola.
Got home around 9, and it wasn't more than an hour before we were once again peckish. For dinner, we finished the leftover veggie lasagna from Friday night -- a normal portion for each of us, no vegetable binge. And then we finished the sugar-free chocolate cake.
But for the cake massacre that closed out the day, I regard the day's intake as being respectable human and normal. Some indulgence, some moderation. I may be zeroing in on a sustainable dietary lifestyle. We shall see.
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