Wednesday, January 23, 2013

Day Sixty-One

Breakfast: 9am
1 Chocolate-Cardia-Care Visalus Shake

Mid-Morning: 11am
16oz. V8 (Spicy Hot)

Lunch: 1pm
2 Chicken Leg Quarters
1 cup Steamed Okra (w/Tabasco Green Pepper Sauce & Smoked Red Jalapeno Sauce)
32oz. Water

Mid-Afternoon: 5pm
1 Grilled Chicken Cobb Salad (w/Sliced Avocado & Blue Cheese Dressing) at Panera Bread
16oz. Hot Water (w/Lemon)

Evening: 8pm
1 Peanut Butter & Banana Visalus Shake

Walk-Count:


State of Being:
Felt a little run down today. I’m certain that it’s from having missed so many meals yesterday. It was a low, easily surmounted version of the Wall. We’ll call it a speed-bump.

Got to meet Scott & Sarah’s niece Lauren today, who was very cool. We got together with her for dinner at Panera Bread this evening. She’s going to be helping me out with some web-page design, as I know next to nothing about that, and she’s an expert. lol

I’ve been looking for a way to get both of my blogs (my story-blog and my daily-report) and all my videos and everything together on one web page, to cut down on FB posts and whatnot, so that was the topic of discussion.

Going into Panera Bread provided a good test of my resolve. I don’t want to avoid places and situations where there will be food that I can’t have. I’m close enough to a shut-in due to my car situation already. Lol But, once I walked past the giant display case we’ll just call “Baker’s Heaven” which is the first thing you see when you walk in the door, and sat down at a table, I was ok. It helped that my salad was loaded with protein and delicious!

To be honest, it wasn’t even the greatest test I’ve faced yet. Not even close.

I made it through Halloween, Thanksgiving and Christmas without cheating. Believe me, after that Panera Bread was a light obstacle, at best.

Oh, and a couple weeks ago, I was gaming with some friends on a Saturday night and they ordered pizza, wings, some kind of fried potato product and had a huge box of Dunkin Donuts on the table. Again,… after running the Holiday food-gauntlet without falling off the wagon,… it’s going to take more than some fried-dough and Italian-pies to trip me up.

I am feeling some salt-withdrawal, though. I’ve been noticing my teeth grinding and I get this tight, restless feeling in my jaw-muscles… like I need to be chewing something. It’s either withdrawal or I’m turning into a dog, one of the two.

I’m coping.

Getting some people together for a Challenge Party tomorrow, if you’re interested in checking it out, seeing if the Challenge might be for you, get in touch with me.

See you tomorrow!



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