I finally decided it was time to put a little bit of food in my belly, remember those frozen dinners? One was 720 calories and the other one was only 300 but it had over 600mg of sodium. I decided those were a no go (I have no idea how much sodium was in the potato wedges.) so Lucas decided to try and look for something I could eat and progressivly got more frustrated with me because I was coming off as the food wasn't good enough. So I started to feel like shit and settled with just boiling two eggs with a little bit of Salt and Pepper (156) because that seemed like a better choice if I was absolutely going to eat. At least I had the protein.
I'm not saying that Lucas had no right to be frustrated. I was being difficult with the whole food problem but the whole thing could have been avoided if I just hadn't said anything about being hungry. I could have just chugged the Voss water bottle full of my metabolic water and I would have felt equally as full. Instead I decided to bring up food and it turned into a bigger deal than it needed to be..
Looks like that's another reason to just forget about food. It saves you from having drama when there didn't need to be any.
Also I put too much pepper on my eggs and now my tongue is on fire.
I consider this punishment for being fat in the first place.

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