I am now officially an old person. I gnaw on two Fiber Choice (now with calcium!) pills daily. I guess next is a walker or a hearing aid. The Fiber Choice pills look a lot like giant smarties but, surprisingly, don’t taste like it. I seriously nibble on it because they are GIANT (nickel sized).*
I also crashed a bit today – two words: Hamburger Helper. If you’re wondering exactly what diet it is that allows you to eat the culinary delight that is HH, well, it’s not THIS one. On the bright side, I drank 80 oz. of water (including 20 oz of Aquafina Grape FlavorSplash, which I hated) and ate an enormous salad (leftover Rockin’ Salad) for lunch.
AND! I found a half empty package of funsize Reese FastBreaks. I took them to the kitchenette at work and wrote on a post-it note “Please Eat Me” and left them there. I think that this will be my first payroll where I’m choco-sober.
From Weight Watchers, I remember that, when you have a bad day where you eat an entire pan of brownies or Chili Macaroni Hamburger Helper, you should not beat yourself up. So I’m not. But I do need to remember what I plan to do tomorrow to keep this from happening again. So far, I have: drink even more water, take vitamins (plus the stupid Fiber Pill, plus the Probiotic that is supposed to be good for something that I don’t recall) and eat a better lunch. Tomorrow’s dinner is frozen food. I have no idea what to do about that. And Thursday’s dinner is OUT – maybe I’ll pick up a rotisserie chicken.
* Oh god, I forgot to mention that I have a pill sorter for all of this crap. Oops. Just did.