Today was a Diet Fail day.
It was a 1700 calorie day and I think I did about 1900.
Pheh.
I went by Dunkin Donuts this morning and got a latte and a sausage/egg/cheese croissant.
Then, on the way home, I stopped off at Cook Out and got a bbq sandwich, some cheese bites and a strawberry shake.
So, altogether that's about 1900.
You'll note there's not a single vegetable in the entire day.
*sigh*
So, yes. Today was a Diet Fail. Tomorrow probably won't be much better as, after work, I'm off to a 'house party' in the woods where J's band is playing. There will be booze. And, hopefully, some kind of food.
So, yeah. I kind of think I should just say 'screw it' and go off diet for the rest of the bloody week. :/
Also, on another note, J has been suffering through a bout of depression the last few days. He's been super low and I've been a bit worried. He seems better tonight, but I'm still a bit concerned and made a point of letting him know that I'm here if he needs/wants to talk about anything.
Today, I am grateful for my own mental health. I take it for granted a lot of the time. Occasionally, I have bouts of anger and insomnia, but I'm not depressed. I'm pretty sure my mood swings are mainly hormonal in nature. So I'm grateful for my mental health, or what passes for it.
It was a 1700 calorie day and I think I did about 1900.
Pheh.
I went by Dunkin Donuts this morning and got a latte and a sausage/egg/cheese croissant.
Then, on the way home, I stopped off at Cook Out and got a bbq sandwich, some cheese bites and a strawberry shake.
So, altogether that's about 1900.
You'll note there's not a single vegetable in the entire day.
*sigh*
So, yes. Today was a Diet Fail. Tomorrow probably won't be much better as, after work, I'm off to a 'house party' in the woods where J's band is playing. There will be booze. And, hopefully, some kind of food.
So, yeah. I kind of think I should just say 'screw it' and go off diet for the rest of the bloody week. :/
Also, on another note, J has been suffering through a bout of depression the last few days. He's been super low and I've been a bit worried. He seems better tonight, but I'm still a bit concerned and made a point of letting him know that I'm here if he needs/wants to talk about anything.
Today, I am grateful for my own mental health. I take it for granted a lot of the time. Occasionally, I have bouts of anger and insomnia, but I'm not depressed. I'm pretty sure my mood swings are mainly hormonal in nature. So I'm grateful for my mental health, or what passes for it.